The Ballad of Uncle Don (Story Version)

Well, my Uncle Don was a hand they say

Way back in his bronc riding days

He was hell on boots with a cowboy’s heart

He’d bear down and he’d spur ‘em hard

Was an Oklahoma roughneck came through town

Bragging ’bout a horse that for miles around

No one could ride so they made a little bet

If Uncle Don stayed on that horse he’d get

Well, they opened that chute gate dust flew high

Head on the ground kickin’ straight for the sky

Buckin’ and a snortin’ yeah damn sure rank

Threw everything at him but the kitchen sink

When the dust finally settled, they settled on up

Uncle don jumped him up in the bed of his truck

Well word spread around like wildfire does

One day another ol’ feller showed up

Said I know where there’s an ol’ blaze face bay

That’s throwed everybody ever looked his way

Uncle don just grinned throwed his saddle in the truck

Drove in to town said load him on up

Well, they opened that chute gate dust flew high

Head on the ground kickin’ straight for the sky

Buckin’ and a snortin’ yeah damn sure rank

Threw everything at him but the kitchen sink

When the dust finally settled, they settled on up

Uncle don jumped him up in the bed of his truck

Kick it

That was back in the day when they damn sure bucked

And ol’ Uncle Don he was still young enough

Tougher than leather full of try and grit

And that right there is some cowboy shit