Marty Robbins - Cowboy In The Continental Suit lyrics

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Well, he walked out in the arena, <br />

All dressed up to the brim, <br />

Said he just came down, <br />

From a place called Highland Rim, <br />

Well, he said he came to ride a horse, <br />

The one they call The Brute, <br />

But he didn't look like a cowboy, <br />

In his continental suit.<br />

<br />

We snickered at the way he dressed<br />

But he never said a word, <br />

He walks on by the rest of us<br />

As if he hadn't heard, <br />

A thousand bucks went to the man<br />

That could ride this wild cayuse, <br />

A meaner horse was never born<br />

Than the one they called "The Brute."<br />

<br />

The horse that he was lookin' for<br />

Was in shute number eight, <br />

He walked up very slowly, <br />

Put his hand upon the gate, <br />

We knew he was a thoroughbred<br />

When he pulled a sack of Dukes, <br />

From the inside pocket<br />

Of his continental suit.<br />

<br />

Well, he rolled himself a Quirley<br />

And he lit it standing there, <br />

He blew himself a smoke ring<br />

And he watched it disappear, <br />

We thought he must be crazy<br />

When he opened up the gate, <br />

Standing just inside was<br />

Fifteen hundred pounds of hate.<br />

<br />

The buckskin tried to run him down<br />

But the stranger was too quick, <br />

He stepped aside and threw his arms<br />

Around the horse's neck, <br />

And he pulled himself upon the back<br />

Of the horse they call "The Brute", <br />

Sat like he was born there<br />

In his continental suit.<br />

<br />

The Brute's hind-end was in the air, <br />

His front-end on the ground, <br />

Kickin' and a-squealin', <br />

Trying to shake the stranger down, <br />

But the stranger didn't give an inch; <br />

He came to ride "The Brute", <br />

And he came to ride the buckskin<br />

In a continental suit.<br />

<br />

Well, I turned around to look at Jim<br />

And he was watching me, <br />

He said, "I don't believe<br />

The crazy things I think I see, <br />

But I think I see the outlaw, <br />

The one they call "The Brute", <br />

Ridden by a cowboy<br />

In a continental suit.<br />

<br />

The Brute came to a standstill, <br />

Ashamed that he'd been rode, <br />

By a city cowboy in<br />

Some continental clothes, <br />

The stranger took his money<br />

And we don't know where he went, <br />

We don't know where he came from<br />

And we haven't seen him since.<br />

<br />

The moral of this story:<br />

Never judge by what they wear; <br />

Underneath some ragged clothes<br />

Could be a millionaire, <br />

Everybody, listen:<br />

Don't be fooled by this galoot, <br />

The sure enough bronc-buster<br />

In a Continental suit...