Chris Ledoux Cowboy In The Continental Suit Lyrics

Cowboy In The Continental Suit Lyrics

He walked out in the arena all dressed up to the brim



Said he just came down from a place called Highland Rim



Well he said he came to ride the horse the one they called the Brute



But he didn't look like a cowboy in the continental suit



We snickered at the way he dressed but he never said a word



He walked on by the rest of us if he hasn't heard



A tousand bucks went to the man who could ride this wild cayuse



A meaner horse was never born than the one they called the Brute



The horse that he was lookin' for was in chute number eight



He walked up very slowly put his hand upon the gate



We knew he was a throughbred when he pulled a sack o'Deuce



From the inside pocket of his conetinential suit



He rolled himself a quirly and he lit it standin' there



Blew himself a smoke ring and he watched it disappear



We thought he must be crazy when he opened up the gate



Standin' 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 upon the back of the horse they called the Brute



Sat like he was born there in his continential suit



The Brute's hind end was in the air his front end on the ground



Kickin' and a squealin' tryin' to shake the stranger down



But the stranger wadn't give an inch he came to ride the Brute



And he came to ride the buckskin in a continential suit



I turned around to look at Jim and he was watchin' 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 continential suite







The Brute came to a standstill ashamed that he'd been rode



By some city cowboy in some continential 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



This sure enough bronc rider in his conetinential suit