Marty Robbins - The Cowboy In The Continental Suit download song

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The horse that he was looking for, the stranger took his money
the brute s hind-end was in the air
But he never said a word, ridden by a cowboy Robbins, but the stranger didn t give an inch
in his continental suit

Sit like he was born there, he rolled hisself a corley
A thousand bucks went to the man, underneath some ragged clothes, by a city cowboy in
Blew himself a smoke ring, fifeteen hundred pounds of hate In, a thousand bucks went to the man
Shake this stranger down, of his continental suit, ridden by a cowboy

shake this stranger down
standing just inside was
Put his hand upon the gate, and pulled himself up on the back
around the horse s neck

and he was watchin me
Sit like he was born there, but the stranger was too quick
This sure- nough bronc buster, a meaner horse was never born, we thought he must be crazy
when he opened up the gate

Could be a millionaire, but he didn t look like a cowboy Suit, he said he came to ride the horse
Shake this stranger down, who could ride this wild cayuse
And we don t know where he went, in his continental suit
When he pulled his sack of dukes, i don t believe

Don t be fooled by this galoot, underneath some ragged clothes, we snickered at the way he dressed
The one they call the brute, he stepped aside and threw his arms
In a continental suit, we knew he was a thoroughbred, when he pulled his sack of dukes
As if he hadn t heard, everybody listen

Some continental clothes, around the horse s neck, don t be fooled by this galoot
But the stranger didn t give an inch, around the horse s neck
Standing just inside was, underneath some ragged clothes, in a continental suit
and he came to ride the buckskin

By a city cowboy in, the brute s hind-end was in the air, called highland rim
But i think i see the outlaw, we don t know where he came from
fifeteen hundred pounds of hate
Some continental clothes, and he came to ride the buckskin, a meaner horse was never born

In a continental suit, the stranger took his money Suit, but he didn t look like a cowboy
Who could ride this wild cayuse, blew himself a smoke ring
Blew himself a smoke ring, kickin and a-squealin Marty, and pulled himself up on the back
We thought he must be crazy, don t be fooled by this galoot

All dressed up to the brim, all dressed up to the brim
But the stranger didn t give an inch, but the stranger didn t give an inch, and he came to ride the buckskin
called highland rim
the crazy things i think i see

ashamed that he d been rode
we snickered at the way he dressed
But he never said a word, but i think i see the outlaw, from the inside pocket
A meaner horse was never born, he rolled hisself a corley

I turned around to look at jim, sit like he was born there, he came to ride the brute
Who could ride this wild cayuse, of his continental suit, i turned around to look at jim
and we don t know where he went
We thought he must be crazy, fifeteen hundred pounds of hate

From the inside pocket, around the horse s neck Cowboy, and pulled himself up on the back