I was hanging round town, just spending my time
Out of a job, not earning a dime
A fellow sticks up and he says, "I suppose
You're a bronc rider, from the looks of your clothes"
He figures me right, "I'm a good one" I claim
"Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?"
Said he's got one and a good one to buck
At throwing good riders, he's had lots of luck.
I gets all heated up and I asked what he pays
To ride this old nag for a couple of days
He offered me ten and I said "I'm your man
A bronc ain't lived that I couldn't fan"
He said "Get your saddle, I'll give you a chance"
And his buckboard we hopped and he drives to the ranch
I stayed until mornin' and ride after chuck.
I stepped out to see if this outlaw ...
Out in the horse corral, standing alone
Is an old Cavallo, a strawberry Roan
His legs are all spattered, he's got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose
Little pin ears that touch at the tip
A big 44 brand was on his left hip
U-neck and old, with a long lower jaw
I could see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw
I gets the blinds on him and he sure is upright
Next comes the saddle and I scruise him d*** tight
Then I step on him and raise up the blinds
"Get out of the way, boys, he's gonna unwind"
He sure's a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly
Turnes his old belly right up to the sun
He sure is a sun fishing son of a gun
He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He'd turn on a nickel and give you some change
He gets on all fours and he goes up on high
Gives me a spinning up there in the sky
I turnes over twice and I come back to the earth
And I lit into cussing the day of his birth
I know there are ponies that I cannot ride
Some of them live, they haven't all died.
I'll bet all my money a man ain't alive
That'll stay with Strawberry when he makes his high dive
Out of a job, not earning a dime
A fellow sticks up and he says, "I suppose
You're a bronc rider, from the looks of your clothes"
He figures me right, "I'm a good one" I claim
"Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?"
Said he's got one and a good one to buck
At throwing good riders, he's had lots of luck.
I gets all heated up and I asked what he pays
To ride this old nag for a couple of days
He offered me ten and I said "I'm your man
A bronc ain't lived that I couldn't fan"
He said "Get your saddle, I'll give you a chance"
And his buckboard we hopped and he drives to the ranch
I stayed until mornin' and ride after chuck.
I stepped out to see if this outlaw ...
Out in the horse corral, standing alone
Is an old Cavallo, a strawberry Roan
His legs are all spattered, he's got pigeon toes
Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose
Little pin ears that touch at the tip
A big 44 brand was on his left hip
U-neck and old, with a long lower jaw
I could see with one eye, he's a regular outlaw
I gets the blinds on him and he sure is upright
Next comes the saddle and I scruise him d*** tight
Then I step on him and raise up the blinds
"Get out of the way, boys, he's gonna unwind"
He sure's a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly
Turnes his old belly right up to the sun
He sure is a sun fishing son of a gun
He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
He'd turn on a nickel and give you some change
He gets on all fours and he goes up on high
Gives me a spinning up there in the sky
I turnes over twice and I come back to the earth
And I lit into cussing the day of his birth
I know there are ponies that I cannot ride
Some of them live, they haven't all died.
I'll bet all my money a man ain't alive
That'll stay with Strawberry when he makes his high dive