I was with my darlin' at the cattleman's ball. in the music and her charms. I was glidin' around the dancefloor, she felt so in my arms. When a tall stranger walked up, and cut in. He said, excuse me sir, why you go have a seat. I well listen' here pardner, this may sound kinda crude, But the is dancin' with me. Now I for the supper, an' I bought the drinks, So I that I've got the right, Now I'm sorry ole buddy, but you just back off, Or liable to be trouble here t'night. Now I can see that you're upset, 'cause it's always a tradition, To let a fine gentleman cut in, But if you don't take your off my lady, pardner, I'm gonna have to break chin. Now, I've your kind before and I know, Exactly on your mind. Your probably left you, for someone else, So you thought you'd just a run at mine. Yeah, you though be leavin' her later on, right...it's all part of the game. Why don't you my advice and on go back to the bar, In one piece, the way you came in. The stranger took off and I saw him tryin' with else. An' my well, she scowled at me, An' she said, you know...I think that was uncouth, And against all the rules of chivilary. Then she up at me, with those beautiful eyes, An' said, Mister, you know I kinda your style, But do you think we call up the sitter and check on the kids? I just and said, Naw...let's just dance a while...