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    "Old Red" Lyrics

    Don Edwards

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

    Meaner than sin, wild as the wind
    That blew 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 cowboy's name was Billy McLean
    And Billy had never been thrown

    The greatest desire filled the young Billy'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 way down in the shoot
    He was kicking, stomping about
    Billy climbed into the saddle with ease
    Then he yelled turn him loose let us out

    Old Red came out with his head on the ground
    His back hooves were touching his nose
    Trying to get rid of the man on his back
    But the man went wherever he goes

    Billy was racking Old Red with his spurs
    From his tail to the tip of his chin
    He was doing right well but Billy could tell
    This outlaw would never give in

    Old Red was runnin' straight for the fence
    Suddenly stopping and then
    He reared on his hind legs then fell on his back
    Taking poor Billy with him

    There was a hush in the crowd and they knew
    This would be Billies last ride
    The saddle horn crushed Billies chest when they fell
    And under Old Red Billy died

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

    Out in the west, there's they place where they rest
    This cowboy that never was thrown
    And one foot away resting there 'neath the clay
    Is the outlaw that never was rode
    This song was submitted on January 2nd, 2014 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Marty Robbins.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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