No More Workhorse Blues

Many lights up today
Many lights up this way
What is this road here,
Where have I come?
I am a rich man
I am a very rich man
I have good pants on Stitched and stitched;
I am in stitches
I am laughing at you
I am in britches
I’ve written books for you
I held my own for you
Where is my tongue?
I am no more workhorse
I am no more workhorse
I am no more workhorse
I am no more workhorse
I am a grazing horse
I am a grazing horse
I am your favorite horse