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 the long blond hair
He borrowed a bull rope, spurs and a riding 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 name of her brave man
He climbed down on the back of big ol' Bramer bull And one of the veteran cowboys came and gave his a pull Someone said, "Are you ready, boy", he said, "I I am" Oh well, the bull jumped out and turned back and flung him to the
Well, the blond haired girl had it all and wasn't too impressed So she started looking around for a man from the West She looked around the and standin' by the fence Was a tall cowboy with a big black hat and tight fittin' pants
Well, it was Jim, a young cowboy, he rode Broncs and Bramer bulls He rode them quite consistently so his pockets were full Somehow he to glance up in the stands And he saw that little blond haired girl as she was watching him
Meanwhile hometown cowboy, he was back behind the chute Dabbing blood off his nose and dumpin' from his boots He got together wiped, some manure off his shirt He knew his would soothe him 'cause he was darn sure hurt
Well, he saw his blond haired 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 girl to the pitching 'cause you may not take her home