Tweedle Dee Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

He wore a purple shirt a yeller neck tie some high heal boots that come knee high 

Crocket spurs hangin' off his feet 

The hair across his forehead was combed real neat 

He had himself a saddle an old Ham lee 

He placed it on the back of that Tweedle Dee 

Measured off his hat grain with a piece of hair 

Just by lookin' you could tell he was scared 

Tweedle dee oh tweedle dee you could tell by lookin' 

He's scared of that tweedle dee 

Well his chaps were glued up and so was his cap 

And that ol pine rosin was a drippin' from his hands 

He had his saddle covered so the judges couldn't see 

He's glued up ready for this tweedle dee 

Tweedle dee oh tweedle dee he's glued up and ready 

To ride this tweedle dee 

All the bronc riders say he's a might rank horse 

And many good cowboys' he has tossed 

But when you come right down to it 

Its pain to see he ain't nothin' but another Tweedle Dee 

Tweedle dee oh tweedle dee he ain't nothin' but another big balute 

He's a tweedle dee