"Me And My Uncle" lyrics

"Me And My Uncle"

Me and my uncle went ridin' down
From Colorado, west Texas bound
And we stopped off in Santa Fe
It bein' the place about half way
And besides it was the hottest part of the day

We led our ponies into a stall
Went to the bar, boys, bought drinks for all
Two days in the saddle, my body hurt
It being summer, took off my shirt
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt

West Texas cowboys, all over town
With gold and silver, they're loaded down
Just in from roundup, it seemed a shame
And so my uncle starts a friendly game
Now it's hollow jack and winner take the game

From the beginning, uncle starts to win
Them Texas cowboys, they was mad as sin
Some say he's cheatin', that can't be
'Cause my uncle, he's as honest as me
And I'm as honest as a Denver gal can be

One Texas cowboy, he starts to draw
I grabbed a bottle, slapped him on the jaw
I shot another, he won't grow old
In the confusion, uncle grabbed the gold
And we hightailed it down to Mexico

Now God bless cowboys, and God bless gold
God bless my uncle, and rest his soul
He taught me well boys, taught me all I know
Taught me so well, boys, I grabbed that gold
And I left him lyin' there, I left him lyin' there
I left him lyin' there by the side of the road


Writer(s): John Phillips
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