Key: D
DA7
I was hangin' 'round town, just spendin' my time
D
Out of a job, not earnin' a dime
D7G
A fellar steps up and he said, "I suppose -A7D
You're a bronc fighter from the looks of your clothes."
A7
"You figures me right, I'm a good one." I claim;
D
"Do you happen to have any bad ones to tame?"
D7G
Said "He's got one, a bad one to buck
A7D
At throwin' good riders, he's had lots of luck."
I gets all het up and I ask what he pays