I was hangin round town, just spendin my time Out of a job, not earnin a dime A feller steps up and he said, I suppose Youre a bronc fighter from looks of your clothes. You figures me right, Im a good one. I claim Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame? Said Hes got one, a bad one to buck At throwin good riders, hes had lots of luck. I gets all het up and I ask what he pays To ride this old nag for a couple of days He offered me ten I said, Im your man A bronc never lived that I couldnt span. He said Get your saddle, Ill give you a chance In his buckboard we hopped and he drives to the ranch I stayed til mornin and right after chuck I stepped out to see if this outlaw can buck Down in the horse corral standin alone Is an old Caballo, a Strawberry Roan His legs are all spavined, hes got pigeon toes Little pig eyes and a big Roman nose Little pin ears that touched at the tip A big 44 brand was on his left hip Unecked and old, with a long, lower jaw I could see with one eye, hes a regular outlaw I gets the blinds on im and it sure is a fright Next comes the saddle and I screws it down tight Then I steps on im and I raises the blinds Get outta the way boys, hes gonna unwind He sure is a frogwalker, he heaves a big sigh He only lacks wings, for to be on the fly He turns his old belly right up to the sun He sure is a sunfishin, sonofagun Hes about the worst bucker Ive seen on the range Hell turn on a Nickel and give you some change He hits on all fours and goes up on high Leaves me a spinnin up there in the sky I turns over twice and I comes back to earth I lights in a cussin the day of his birth I know there are ponies that I cannot ride Theres some of them left, they havent all died Ill bet all my money, the man aint alive Thatll stay with Old Strawberry When he makes his high dive
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