He's a ranch hand in a pinch, man Hotter than the red on a cattle brand 'Cause she's a gold digger with a quick trigger A cast iron, skillet swingin', lid-flipper Now he's a double-wide on the county line Sipping on a six pack of Lonestar Light She did 'em dirty, took him to the cleaners Now her pockets and her pastures are greener And he says I don't miss her or her sister I don't need that old drop top Cadillac She can keep that diamond, I ain't lyin' I just want my horse back Now he's a buckskin, fifteen hands Five-time team rope champion She never liked him, she don't need him Hell, she don't even know how to feed him She ain't a cowgirl, she can't stand Merle Hell, she ain't ever two stepped or snapped pearls So, after about a month of Jim Beam'ing That ol' cowboy got to schemin', sayin' I don't miss her or her sister I don't need that old drop top Cadillac Well, she can keep that diamond, I ain't lyin' I just want my horse back So last night, around midnight He took his lucky fence pliers and a mag light He cut the fence out, he snuck on in One whistle in the wind, and that buckskin He came running, running right up He had the saddle all ready, so he saddled up Rode off like a bat out of hell and You could hear that cowboy yelling Singin' I don't miss her or her sister I don't need that old drop top Cadillac Well, she can keep that diamond, I ain't lying I just want my Yeah, I just want my Damn, girl, I just want my horse back