He was just a hometown cowboy, his belly of fat Acme boots up on his 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 blond hair
He borrowed himself a bull rope, spurs and a glove To he was no coward to the girl he loved His bull was standing in the chute, his was in the stands Waiting to hear the name of her young man
He climbed on the back of that 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 out and turned back and flung him to the sand
Well, the blond haired had watched it all and wasn't too impressed So she looking around for a real man from the West She looked the arena and standin' by the fence Was a tall cowboy a big black hat and tight fittin' Levi pants
Well, it was Jim, a fine young cowboy, he rode Broncs and bulls He rode them quite consistently so his pockets were full Somehow he to glance up in the stands And he saw that pretty little blond girl as she was watching him
Meanwhile that hometown cowboy, he was back the chute Dabbing blood off his and dumpin' sand from his boots He got himself together wiped, manure off his shirt He knew his girl would soothe him he was darn sure hurt
Well, he saw his blond haired as he rounded the main grandstand And his poor heart as he saw her leaving with another man So boys, if you rodeo, leave well enough alone And don't take your girl to the pitching 'cause you may not take her