He was just a cowboy, his belly kind of fat Acme boots up on his feet and a big U 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 coward to the girl he His bull was standing in the chute, his was in the stands Waiting to hear the of her brave young man
He climbed on the back of that 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 back and flung him to the sand
Well, the blond haired girl had it all and wasn't too impressed So she started looking around for a real man the West She around the arena and standin' by the fence Was a tall with a big black hat and tight fittin' Levi pants
Well, it was Jim, a fine cowboy, he rode Broncs and Bramer bulls He rode them quite consistently so his pockets were always Somehow he happened to up in the stands And he saw that pretty little haired girl as she was watching him
that hometown cowboy, he was back behind the chute Dabbing blood off his nose and dumpin' sand from his He got himself together wiped, some manure off his He knew his girl would soothe him he was darn sure hurt
Well, he saw his blond haired girlfriend as he the main grandstand And his poor heart sank as he saw her with another man So boys, if you don't rodeo, leave well enough And don't your girl to the pitching 'cause you may not take her home