Verse 1
They like to run with the herd; they need the open range.
Got a wild streak in ‘em; it’s hard to get ‘em to change.
Don’t try to train ‘em, restrain ‘em,
Most times you can’t explain ‘em.
Say bridle and you might spook them.
Horses, just like men.
Bridge
Most of them seem sweet, of good breed,
Take things at a slow speed.
But careful ‘bout which ones you trust.
‘Cause some will jolt you, bolt on you,
Just take off and throw you
Leave you in a cloud of dust.
Verse 2
They just do what feels good; it’s not their nature to think.
You can lead ‘em to water; can’t tell ‘em how much to drink.
They like to buck and strut
When they’re out to stud
And they’ve picked up on a filly’s scent.
Horses, just like men.
Instrumental
Repeat Bridge
Verse 3
But when the late day sun catches them just right,
With every muscle shining, mmm, they’re a beautiful sight.
Showing off their great lines, strong thighs
Melt you with those brown eyes,
And, um, yeah, a firm hind end.
Horses, just like men.
Yeah horses, just like men.
They’re just like men (fade)
© Don Micallef
