My brother's neighbor's bull got loose
And decided to go a courtin'
Although he looked but an adolescent
to be so bold out sportin'
And so Brother called some neighbors
to help round up the rogue
Although chasing bulls at sunset
May not be in vogue
Many times we meet people
We don't really like
But exchange a cordial greeting
Just to be polite
It's mutual sweating in labor
When there's a load to bear
A kind act of being neighborly
That shows who really cares
You know who your true friends are
If when their plates are full
They stop their busy schedules
To help you chase the bull.
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