Текст (слова) песни: Marty Robbins - Cowboy In The Continental Suit

Well, he walked out in the arena
All dressed up to the brim
Said he`s just came down
From a place called Highland Rim
Well, he said he came to ride the horse
The one they called The Brute
But he didn`t look like a cowboy
In his Continental Suit.

We snickered at the way he dressed but he never said a word
He walked on by the rest of us as if he hadn`t heard
A thousand bucks went to the man that could ride this wild cayuse
A meaner horse was never born than the one they called "The Brute."

The horse that he was lookin` for was in chute number eight
He walked up very slowly, put his hand upon the gate
We knew he was a thoroughbred when he pulled a sack of Dukes
>From the inside pocket of his Continental Suit.

He rolled himself a Quirley and he lit it standing there
He blew himself a smoke ring and he watched it disappear
We thought he must be crazy when he opened up the gate
Standing just inside was fifteen hundred pounds of hate.

The buckskin tried to run him down but the stranger was too quick
He stepped aside and threw his arms around the horse`s neck
He pulled himself upon the back of the horse they called "The Brute"
Sat like he was born there in his continental suit.

The Brute`s hind end was in the air, his front end on the ground,
Kickin` and a-squeelin` - trying to shake the stranger down
But the stranger didn`t give an inch - he came to ride "The Brute"
And he came to ride the buckskin in a continental suit.

Well, I turned around to look at Jim and he was watching me
He said, "I don`t believe the crazy things I think I see
But I think I see the outlaw, the one they call `The Brute`
Ridden by a cowboy in a continental suit."

The Brute came to a standstill - ashamed that he`d been rode
By a city cowboy in some continental clothes
The stranger took his money and we don`t know where he went
We don`t know where he came from and we haven`t seen him since.

The moral of this story - never judge by what they wear
Underneath some ragged clothes could be a millionaire
Ev`rybody, listen - don`t be fooled by this galoot
The sure enough bronc-buster in a Continental Suit.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Marty Robbins - Cowboy In The Continental Suit Well, he walked out in the arena All dressed up to the brim Said he`s just came down From a place called Highland Rim Well, he said he came to ride the horse The one they called The Brute But he didn`t look like a cowboy In his Continental Suit. We snickered at the way he dressed but he never said a word He walked on by the rest of us as if he hadn`t heard A thousand bucks went to the man that could ride this wild cayuse A meaner horse was never born than the one they called "The Brute." The horse that he was lookin` for was in chute number eight He walked up very slowly, put his hand upon the gate We knew he was a thoroughbred when he pulled a sack of Dukes >From the inside pocket of his Continental Suit. He rolled himself a Quirley and he lit it standing there He blew himself a smoke ring and he watched it disappear We thought he must be crazy when he opened up the gate Standing just inside was fifteen hundred pounds of hate. The buckskin tried to run him down but the stranger was too quick He stepped aside and threw his arms around the horse`s neck He pulled himself upon the back of the horse they called "The Brute" Sat like he was born there in his continental suit. The Brute`s hind end was in the air, his front end on the ground, Kickin` and a-squeelin` - trying to shake the stranger down But the stranger didn`t give an inch - he came to ride "The Brute" And he came to ride the buckskin in a continental suit. Well, I turned around to look at Jim and he was watching me He said, "I don`t believe the crazy things I think I see But I think I see the outlaw, the one they call `The Brute` Ridden by a cowboy in a continental suit." The Brute came to a standstill - ashamed that he`d been rode By a city cowboy in some continental clothes The stranger took his money and we don`t know where he went We don`t know where he came from and we haven`t seen him since. The moral of this story - never judge by what they wear Underneath some ragged clothes could be a millionaire Ev`rybody, listen - don`t be fooled by this galoot The sure enough bronc-buster in a Continental Suit. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Cowboy In The Continental Suit: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/29015.html Все тексты песен: Marty Robbins » Marty Robbins - Lily of the Valley » Marty Robbins - Misery In My Soul » Marty Robbins - My Happiness » Marty Robbins - Another Cup Of Coffee » Marty Robbins - Blue Sand » Marty Robbins - I`ll Know You`re Gone » Marty Robbins - Mr. Shorty » Marty Robbins - Native Girl » Marty Robbins - It`s Driving Me Crazy » Marty Robbins - Lonely Old Bunkhouse » Marty Robbins - Can`t Help Falling In Love » Marty Robbins - I`ll Go To Pieces » Marty Robbins - To Each His Own » Marty Robbins - Jenny » Marty Robbins - I`m Gonna Miss You When You Go » Marty Robbins - Billy Venero » Marty Robbins - Falling Out Of Love » Marty Robbins - Everybody`s Darlin` Plus Mine » Marty Robbins - Touch Me With Magic » Marty Robbins - Gonna Be A Cowboy Рекомендуем скачать: » Шухрат Хусаинов - Попрощаемся, мой друг, как-то случилось вдруг... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Ты навряд ли мне поверишь, но было... » Шуфутинский Михаил - Эмили » Шухрат Хусаинов - Я уйду ненадолго, прощаниям не верьте... » Шура - Порушка-Пораня » Шухрат Хусаинов - А память всерьез увлекалась резьбою по сердцу... » Шамиль Абряров - Медленный день » Шуфутинский Михаил - Карамболь » Шамиль Абряров - Он во сне репетирует жизнь... » ШеFF - Доктор ШеFF » Шамиль Абряров - Молчи. Они тебя воруют... » Шухрат Хусаинов, Зинур Миналиев - Докурю » Шухрат Хусаинов - Сердце Мастера » Шухрат Хусаинов - Друзья мои, клянусь душ перевоплощеньем... » Шуфутинский Михаил - Поседевшая любовь моя » Шамиль Абряров - Вот наконец зима... Ах, черт!.. » Шухрат Хусаинов - В ангарах моей души не водится больше крыльев... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Почти что романс » Шухрат Хусаинов - По монеткам, по минуткам... » Шухрат Хусаинов - Боль
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