He was a hometown cowboy, his belly kind of fat boots up on his feet and a big U roll it hat He was in the bull riding, he did it on a dare To please his little sweetheart with the long hair
He borrowed himself a bull rope, spurs and a glove To prove he was no to the girl he loved His was standing 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 veteran cowboys and gave his rope a pull said, "Are you ready, boy", he said, "I guess I am" Oh well, the bull jumped out and turned and flung him to the sand
Well, the blond haired girl had watched it all and wasn't too So she started around for a real man from the West She around 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 and Bramer bulls He rode them quite consistently so his were always full Somehow he happened to up in the stands And he saw that pretty little haired girl as she was watching him
Meanwhile that hometown cowboy, he was behind the chute Dabbing blood off his nose and sand 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 blond haired girlfriend as he rounded the grandstand And his poor heart as he saw her leaving with another man So boys, if you don't rodeo, leave well enough And take your girl to the pitching 'cause you may not take her home