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Old Red
(Marty Robbins)

Old Red was one of the orneriest yet
I've seen at the big rodeo
He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life
Old Red had never been rode

Meaner than sin wild as the wind
The blue on the Montana plains
Old Red was one of the last of his breed
And wasn't about to be tamed

From Idaho a young cowboy came
To ride in the big rodeo
The young cowboys name was Billy McClain
And Billy had never been throwed

The greatest desire filled the young Bill's heart
To ride this old outlaw called Red
He drew him one day and I heard Billy say
I'll ride him or drop over dead

Old Red was wicked down there in the chute
He was kicking and stomping about
Billy dropped in to the saddle with ease
And said turn us loose let us out

Old Red came out with his head on the ground
His back hooves were touchin' his nose
Tryin' to get ride of the man on his back
But the man went wherever he'd go

Billy was raking old Red with his spurs
From his tail to the tip of his chin
He was doin' right well but Billy could tell
This outlaw would never give in

Old Red was buckin' straight for the fence
Suddenly stoppin' and then
He reared on his hind legs and fell on his back
Taking pour Billy with him

There was a hush in the crowd for they knew
This would be Bill's last ride
The saddle horn crushed Billy's chest as they fell
And under old Red Bill died

Old Red lay still no more would he move
The cowboys that seen it could tell
In tryin' to throw Billy off of his back
Old Red broke his neck when he fell

Out in the west is a place where they rest
This cowboy that never was throwed
And one foot away resting beneath the clay
Is the outlaw that never was rode



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