Got me a horse,
got me a cow,
sure enough I'm
a cowboy now.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.
I love my horse,
his name is Pete,
there aren't no girl
nearly so sweet.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.
Got silver spurs,
rattlesnake boots,
a trusty gun
that really shoots.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.
Got a saddle,
an' got a rope,
don’t mind dirt
but I hate soap.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.
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I got some jeans,
I got a hat,
got me a dog
ain’t got no cat.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.
Ride in the sun,
howl at the moon,
I take a bath
near every June.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.
Some folks reckon
I’ll settle down.
not ’til I’m six
feet underground.
Gone ridin’, gone ridin’,
says Nicholas.©R. Bartly Betts, 2001 |