two bit cayuse

now i've been twistin' broncos

ever since i hit the trail

and i think i know a cayuse

from his nostrils to his tail

it was down by the old bow river

in the year nineteen and one

that i was twistin' broncos

ever since i hit the trail

and i think i know a cayuse

from his nostrils to his tail

it was down by the old bow river

in the year nineteen and one

for f a mchugh and sons

there they had a buckskin nag

not worth two bits to keep

he had a black strip down his back

and wool just like a sheep

he wasn't much for saddles

and it damn near killed the boss

to have to pay ten dollars

just to bust that two bit hoss

when i climbed upon him

he just naturally took to the air

and every time we went aloft

he tried to leave me there

until at last we went so high

the light between us shone

and there we parted company

and he came down alone

now i've been twistin' broncos

ever since i hit the trail

and i think i know a cayuse

from his nostrils to his tail

but i'll sell my chaps and saddle

set my long shank spurs to rust

for now and then you'll find a hoss

yours truly cannot bust

yes i'll sell my chaps and saddle

set my long shank spurs to rust

for now and then you'll find a hoss

yours truly cannot bust