I was hangin' 'round town, just spendin' my time. Out of a job, not earnin' a dime. A feller steps up and he said, "I suppose. You're a bronc fighter from looks of your clothes".
Let me tell you a tale and a good one I own. Of an old caballo a strawberry roan. I was hangin' 'round town just a spendin' my time. Out of a job and not earnin' a dime.