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Me and my uncle went ridin' down, |
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South Colorado, West Texas bound. |
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We stopped over in Santa Fe, |
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That bein' the point just about half way, |
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And you know it was the hottest part of the day. |
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I took the horses up to the stall, |
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Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all. |
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Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt, |
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It bein' summer, I took off my shirt, |
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And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt. |
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When Texas cowboys, they's all around, |
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With liquor and money, they loaded down. |
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So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame; |
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You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game, |
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High-low jack and the winner take the hand. |
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My uncle starts winnin'; cowboys got sore. |
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One of them called him, and then two more, |
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Accused him of cheatin'; Oh no, it couldn't be. |
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I know my uncle, he's as honest as me, |
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And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be. |
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One of them cowboys, he starts to draw, |
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And I shot him down, Lord he never saw. |
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Well I grabbed a bottle, cracked him in the jaw, |
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Shot me another, oh damn he won't grow old. |
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In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold, |
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And we high-tailed it down to Mexico. |
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I love those cowboys, I love their gold, |
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I loved my uncle, God rest his soul, |
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Taught me good, Lord, Taught me all I know |
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Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold |
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And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road. |
