He was a hometown cowboy, his belly kind of fat boots up on his feet and a big U roll it hat He was entered in the bull riding, he did it on a To please his little sweetheart with the long blond
He borrowed himself a bull rope, spurs and a glove To prove he was no to the girl he loved His bull was in the chute, his girl was in the stands to hear the name of her brave young man
He climbed down on the back of big ol' Bramer bull And one of the veteran cowboys came and his rope a pull Someone said, "Are you ready, boy", he said, "I I am" Oh well, the bull jumped out and turned back and him to the sand
Well, the blond haired girl had watched it all and wasn't too So she started looking around for a man from the West She around the arena and standin' by the fence Was a tall cowboy with a big black hat and tight Levi pants
Well, it was Jim, a fine young cowboy, he Broncs and Bramer bulls He rode them quite consistently so his pockets always full Somehow he to glance up in the stands And he saw that pretty blond haired girl as she was watching him
Meanwhile that hometown cowboy, he was behind the chute Dabbing blood off his nose and dumpin' from his boots He got himself together wiped, manure off his shirt He knew his girl would soothe him 'cause he was sure hurt
Well, he saw his haired girlfriend as he rounded the main grandstand And his heart sank as he saw her leaving with another man So boys, if you don't rodeo, leave enough alone And don't take your girl to the pitching 'cause you may not her home