HOMETOWN COWBOY
(Chris LeDoux)

Chris LeDoux - 1971


He was just a hometown cowboy, his belly kind o' fat
Acme boots upon his feet and a big U-Roll-It hat
He was entered in the bull ridin', he did it on a dare
To please his little sweetheart with the long blond hair

He borrowed himself a bull rope, spurs and a ridin' glove
To prove he was no coward to the girl he loved
His bull was standin' in the chute, his girl was in the stands
Awaitin' to hear the name of her brave young man

He climed down on the back of that big ol' Bramer bull
Then one of the veteran cowboys came and gave his rope a pull
Someone said, "Are you ready boy?",  he said, "I guess I am"
A-well the bull jumped out and turned back and flung him to the sand

Well the blond haired girl had watched it all and she wasn't too impressed
So she started lookin' around for a real man from the West
She looked around the arena and standin' by the fence
Was a tall cowboy with a big black hat and tight fittin' Levi pants

Well it was Jim, a fine young cowboy, he rode Broncs and Bramer bulls
He rode them quite consistently, so his pockets were always full
Somehow he happened to glance up in the stands
And he saw that pretty little blond haired girl as she wasa-watchin' him

Meanwhile the hometown cowboy, he was back behind the chute
Dobbin' blood off his nose and dumpin' sand from his boots
He got himself together, wiped some manure off his shirt
He knew his girl would soothe him 'cause he was darn sure hurt

Well he saw his blond haired girlfriend as he rounded the main grandstand
And his poor heart sank as he saw her leavin' with another man
So boys if you don't rodeo, leave well enough alone
And don't take your girl to the Pitch-In 'cause you may not take her home







(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - May 2011)