- Aug 12, 2005
- Reaction score
- north central Nebraska
I was hanging round town, just spening my time,
Out of a job, not making a dime,
When along comes a man who says "I suppose,
you are a bronc busting fellow by the looks of your clothes."
He guesses me right, I'm a good one I claim,
I ask if he has any bad ones to tame
He says "I got one, she's a Strawberry Roan,
anybody gets on her is bound to get thrown."