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 himself a bull rope, and a riding glove To prove he was no coward to the he loved His bull was in the chute, his girl was in the stands Waiting to hear the of her brave young man
He climbed down on the back of that big ol' Bramer And one of the cowboys came and gave 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 it all and wasn't too impressed So she started looking around for a man from the West She around the arena and standin' by the fence Was a cowboy with a big black hat and tight fittin' Levi pants
Well, it was Jim, a fine young cowboy, he Broncs and Bramer bulls He rode them quite consistently so his pockets were full Somehow he happened to glance up in the And he saw that pretty little blond haired as she was watching him
Meanwhile hometown cowboy, he was back behind the chute Dabbing blood off his nose and dumpin' sand his boots He got himself together wiped, some manure off his 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 poor heart sank as he saw her leaving with man So boys, if you don't rodeo, well enough alone And don't your girl to the pitching 'cause you may not take her home