The first time I saw him was over in Tucson When he asked how much the bronc ridin' paid Well me and the boys we all had us a laugh When we saw that his hair was in braids He drawed a good mount you should of seen how We used that old horse 'til the gun Well I've never seen me no Indian cowboy But that feller Joe Cy was one
[CHORUS:] He's a rodeo Indian cowboy you bet And he's tough as Buffalo's hide They say the worst kind of cayuse gets scared When he finds out he's drawed up Joe Cy He's wild as a war dancin' ready to reach for A hand full of sweet suicide He's a rodeo Indian cowboy for sure When they say come ridin' Joe Cy
Some feller told me he was raised up a Mustang Somewhere on the Montana plains Said he'd already rode him a nightmare to hell Or his spur whipped the devil half lame The harder they try him the better he like 'em That Joe Cy is one more good man He's a rodeo Indian double tough cowboy And an all around rodeo hand
Well he laughed when he told me he'd traded his trophies Gold buckles and saddles and stuff For some good land and livestock To start him a school for the Indian kids sure enough
Wells he's teachin' 'em ridin' and ropin' And Joe says they're all a makin' top hands So watch out you pale faces come National Finals Well have one more Custer's last stand
[CHORUS]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
