Marty Robbins - Strawberry roan

^CI was hanging around town just ^G7spending my time Out of a job not ^Cearning a dime A feller steps up and he ^Fsaid I suppose ^G7You're a bronc fighter from ^Clooks of your clothes You figures me right I'm a ^G7good one I claim Do you happen to have any ^Cbad ones to tame Said he's got one a ^Fbad one to buck At ^G7throwing good riders he's had lots of ^Cluck

I gets all het up and I ask ^G7what he pays To ride this old nag for a ^Ccouple of days He offered me ten I ^Fsaid I'm your man ^G7A bronc never lived that I ^Ccouldn't fan He said get your saddle I'll ^G7give you a chance In his buckboard we hopped and he ^Cdrives to the ranch I stayed till morning and ^Fright after chuck I ^G7stepped out to see if this outlaw can ^Cbuck

Down in the horse corral ^G7standing alone Is an old Caballo a ^CStrawberry Roan His legs are all spavined he's ^Fgot pigeon toes ^G7Little pig eyes and a big ^CRoman nose Little pin ears that ^G7touched at the tip A big 44 brand was on his ^Cleft hip U-necked and old with a ^Flong lower jaw I ^G7could see with one eye he's a regular ^Coutlaw

I gets the blinds on 'im and it ^G7sure is a fright Next comes the saddle and I ^Cscrews it down tight Then I steps on 'im and I ^Fraises the blinds ^G7Get outta the way boys he's ^Cgonna unwind He sure is a broad walker he ^G7heaves a big sigh He only likes wings for to be ^Con the fly He turns his old belly right ^Fup to the sun He ^G7sure is a sun-fishing son-of-a-^Cgun

He's about the worst bucker I've ^G7seen on the range He'll turn on a nickel and ^Cgive you some change He hits on all fours and ^Fgoes up on high ^G7Leaves me a spinning up ^Cthere in the sky I turns over twice and I comes ^G7back to earth I lights in a cussing the ^Cday of his birth I know there are ponies that I ^Fcannot ride ^G7There's some of them left they haven't all ^Cdied

I'll bet all my money the man ^G7ain't alive That'll stay with Old Strawberry When he makes his high ^Cdive