Me and my uncle went ridin' down From Colorado, west Texas bound We sorta stopped off in Santa Fe It being a part, boys, about half way. Besides it was the hottest part of the day. We led our ponies into a stall. Went to a bar, boys, bought drinks for all. Two days in the saddle, my body hurt, It being summer, took off my shirt, And 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 a round-up And it seemed a shame So my uncle starts a friendly game High-low jack, andthe winner take the game. From the beginning uncle starts to win. Them Texas cowboys they're mad as sin. Some say "He's cheatin'!" Ah, but that can't be, because my uncle, he's as honest as me. And I'm about honest as a Denver man can be. One of them cowboys, 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. We hightailed it out for Mexico, Now God bless horses And God bless gold God bless my uncle, and rest his soul He taught me well, boys He taught me all I know Taught me so well boys, that I grabbed the gold And left him lying there by the side of the road. | 
