Saturday Night

Out from the ranch on a Saturday night, Ridin’ a hawse that’s a shootin’ star, Close on the flanks of the flyin’ daylight, Racin’ with dark for the J L Bar. Fox-trot and canter will do for the day; It’s a gallop, my love, when I’m ridin’ your way. Up the arroyo the trippin’ hoofs …

When You’re Throwed

If a feller’s been astraddle since he’s big enough to ride, And has had to throw a saddle onto every sort of hide; Though it’s nothin’ they take pride in, most of fellers I have knowed, If they ever done much ridin’, has at various times got throwed. It perhaps is when you’re startin’ on …

The Last Rodeo

The stands are all empty the crowds all gone home The last truckload of broncs is loaded and gone It feels kind of funny with nowhere to go At the end of the season at the last rodeo My old rodeo truck ain’t been cleaned out all year It smells like old leather, tobacco and …

The Muster

Come, mount ye your horses, away let us ride, For we’ve many a mile ere the eventide; The cattle have strayed to the distant plain, And we must drive them in ere we draw the rein. So we’re off, we’re off, we’re off, With the stockwhip in our hand, And oh, for the fun of …