
Lyrics
Trapper Dan was a mountain man, he stood about seven four
nary a girl would give him a whirl on the old dance floor
he had a beard down to his belly and with a belly full of beer
well he'd sing and dance and give a hell of a prance
and the boys they all would cheer
singin' Trapper you're one crazy cowboy
livin' far too long in the bush
I don't mind you dancin' with my sweetheart
but please don't grab her by the tush
now the Trapper he was handy, in far more ways than one
he'd get the ladies on the dance floor and then grab 'em by the buns
well he always blamed it on the beer or so the story goes
with 10 beer in his belly and a great big whiskey nose
one fine evening he met Sale', new here at the bar
pulled up in a brand new pickup truck, instead some fancy car
now the Trapper said "there's a mighty fine gal"
" gotta' move in for a look"
and when Sale' passed well he grabbed some ass
and the whole bar stopped and looked
now Sally as a girl's name is spelt S.A.L.L.Y
and I think that that's the first time I ever saw old Trapper cry
you see Sale' he was slight of build, as the French say "femine"
'cause Sale' had a boys name spelt S.A.L.E.'
... please don't grab her by the tush
please, please, please, don't grab him by the tush
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