Windy Bill

歌詞

Windy Bill was a Texas man and he could rope, you bet Talk of the steer he couldn't tie, well, he hadn't found him yet The boys they knew of an old black steer, a sort of an old outlaw That ran down in the malpais at the foot of a rocky draw This old black steer had stood his ground with punchers from everywhere The boys bet Bill two to one that he couldn't quite get there Bill saddled up his old cow horse, his withers and back was raw And prepared to tackle this old black steer who ran down in the draw With his gracin' bit and Sam Stack tree, his chaps and spurs to boot His old maguey tied hard and fast went out to tackle the brute Bill he first came a-ridin' round, old Blackie began to paw Poked up his tail high up in the air and lit down in the draw The old cow horse flew after him like he'd been eatin' corn And Bill he landed his old maguey 'round old Blackie's horns The old time horse he stopped dead still, the cinches broke like a straw Both the Sam Stack tree and the old McGee went driftin' down the draw Bill landed in a big rock pile, his hands and face was scratched He said he thought he could rope a snake, but I guessed he'd met his match He paid his debts like a gentleman without a bit of jaw And allowed old Blackie was the boss of all down in the draw There's a moral to my song, boys, which I hope that you can see When you start to tackle a steer never tie hard your McGee But take your dally welters to the California law And you'll never see your old rim fire go a-driftin' down the draw