Now 40 get the check, break a little sweat
Put enough aside for the rent
Now come the weekend, my hand in the riggin
My next go is Cheyenne
Well I scraped up the entry, the check from the county
Yeah it hit the bank right on time
With you on my right, under Wyoming sky
I pray for a good ride tonight
Takes 8 to win a buckle
9 to get me drunk
A little more than half a can
Of that good Skoal snuff
Keep a buzz in my head
And a scoot in my boots
But nothin gets me dancing
Quite like you do
Gotta rank one to ride, but luck on my side
Got ya sittin there front row
Oh I look your way, fore I nod and say, “Ok boys, let’s go”
Well the bronc get to buckin, my spurs get to runnin, a rollin the hair off the hide
But it came out alright, got a piece of the prize
And won me that look in your eyes
Takes 8 to win a buckle
9 to get me drunk
A little more than half a can
Of that good Skoal snuff
Keep a buzz in my head
And a scoot in my boots
But nothin gets me dancing
Quite like you do
Takes 8 to win a buckle
9 to get me drunk
A little more than half a can
Of that good Skoal snuff
Keep a buzz in my head
And a scoot in my boots
But nothin gets me dancing
Quite like you do