He walked out in the arena all dressed up to the brim.
Said he just came down from a place called Highland Rim.
And he said he came to ride the horse,
the one they call the brute.
But he didn't look like a cowboy in a continental suit.
We snickered at the way he dressed,
but he never said a word.
Walked on by the rest of us as if he hadn't heard.
A thousand
bucks went to the man who could ride this wild caillou.
A meaner horse was never born
than the one they call the brute.
The horse that he was looking for was in chute number
eight.
Walked up very slowly,
put his hand up on the gate.
We knew he was a purebred
when he pulled a sack of dukes from the
inside pocket of his continental suit.
He rolled himself
a quirley and he let it stand there.
Blew himself a smoke ring and he watched it disappear.
We thought he must be crazy as he opened up the gate.
Standing just inside was fifteen
hundred pounds of hate.
The buckskin tried to run him down,
but the stranger was too quick.
He stepped aside and threw his arms around the horse's neck.
And he pulled himself up
on the back of the horse they call the brute.
Sitting like he was born there in his continental
suit.
The brute's hind end was in the air,
his front end on the ground.
Kicking and a
squealing, trying to shake the stranger down.
But the stranger wouldn't give an inch.
He came to ride the brute.
He came to ride that buckskin in his continental suit.
I turned around to look at Jim,
but he was watching me.
Said I don't believe the crazy things I think I see.
But I think I see the outlaw,
the one they call the brute.
Ridden by a cowboy in a continental suit.
The brute came to a standstill,
ashamed that he'd been rode.
By some city cowboy in some continental clothes.
The stranger took his money and we don't know where he went.
We don't know where he came from and we haven't seen him since.
The moral of this story,
never judge by what they wear.
Underneath some ragged clothes could be a millionaire.
So everybody listen,
don't be fooled by this galoot.
Shorn of bronc rider in his continental suit.