Me and my uncle went ridin' down
To South Colorado, West Texas bound
We stopped over in Santa Fe
That day on the pony, just about halfway
And you know it was the hottest part of the day

And I took the horses up to the stall
Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
It being summer, I took off my shirt
And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt

West Texas cowboys, they was all around
Wheat, liquor and money, they loaded down
So soon after payday, no, it seemed a shame
You know my uncle, he starts playin' the game
Hey now, high-low jack and the winner take the hand

My uncle start winning, the cowboys got sore
One of them called him, and then two more
Accused him of cheatin', oh no, it couldn't be
I know my uncle, he's as honest as me
Hey now, I'm as honest as a Denver man can be, that's right

One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
And I shot him down, Lord, he never saw
Shot me another, hot damn, he won't grow old
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
And we hightail it down to Mexico

Now I love those cowboys, I love their gold
Love my uncle, God rest his soul
Taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know
Taught me so well, that I grabbed that gold
I left his dead ass there by the side of the road, yeah

Copyright: Spirit Music Group
Writer(s): John Phillips