The Cowboy Who Started The Fight

The legs on the lady a walkin'

was tanned to a dark berry brown

Her body was made like a song to be played

to the tune of a million a pound

So was a wonder of a woman I reckon

and she sure screwed her head on right

The toast of the world was the long legged girl

and the cowboy who started the fight

He'd just pulled into town in an old green 1953 Chevrolet pickup truck

With whiskey bumps all over it and the right front fender falling off

He coasted on into a no parking zone

Got out and took the keys and chunked 'em down a gutter

Turned around and just walked off

He allowed how his time had been wasted

on drinking and running around

He spent half his life searchin' barrooms at night

For the sweetheart that he never found

It was plain from the moment their eyes met

they'd wind up in each others arms

The lady's young life was laid open that night

And the cowboy drank deep of her charms

Singing hey-hi-de-he from the depths of the sea

to the mountains so hollering high

I've found the best one under God's given sun

yeah the cowboy got lucky tonight

While the angel beside him lay sleeping

he silently thanked God above

For being a kind hearted father

and blessing his love with her love

For one night of love with that woman

was more than he knew he deserved

So he found all he had left worth givin'

and he gave all he had left to her

He slid back inside his ole levi's

and he filled up his boots with his feet

While the subways beneath New York City

screamed through the veins of the street

For the lady gave up without question

the trophy she saved all her life

Then she curled up beside his old weather worn hide

And the cowboy just laid down and died

Hey-hi-de-hi with a whoop through the street

as his soul slowly winged out of sight

The lady was torn from the child bein' born

and the cowboy found heaven that night

The lady was torn from the child bein' born

and the cowboy found heaven that night