Somewhere on the Prairie, a stud runs free Runnin' through the sage brush, through the coolies not far behind him, a cowboy rides along He's try to catch him and break him for his own
The chase goes on all morning and into the day The cowboy changes horses, he along the way The is growin' weaker, now and gettin' short of wind He runs into the trap corral, the cowboy him in
The yellow stud with eye, the feared hated man standin' face to face in the hot and dusty sand The battle starts and rages on the burning sun Cowboy but couldn't ride that yellow outlaw stud
So he sold him to a Rodeo and it spread throughout the The of this yellow stud, the baddest of the bad And then one day in Cheyenne we knew it had to The best of all Bronc riders, he drew that yellow
The wooden gate open and the stud, he bailed out high An of yellow horse seemed to fill the sky The stud kept stronger and thrashing up the earth blew a stirrup, crashed into the dirt
So violently the stud had bucked he slipped and fell As he down back his backbone snapped the yellow stud lay still
Well, his cowboys 'round him, I heard one of 'em say There'll be another Bronc like the one that died today But out there on the Prairie there's a mare with Mustang And a colt runs close behind her, a yellow outlaw