Chester

Intro: verse 1 He says that in his younger days he rode the rodeos But now he tends the gardens of the folks up on the hill Buckin' broncs and Brahma bulls and only once been throwed But it left him with a gimpy leg and a thirst that he can't fill In his Frisco jeans and an old Can't Bust 'Em shirt Acme Roughouts run down at the heels and caked with dirt Sweat stained Stetson pulled down low and a leg that always hurts Frisco jeans and an old Can't Bust 'Em shirt verse 2 He says that in his younger days he rode with ol' Pontrel But he never never let him put his name or his picture in the book He sends us down for Beech-Nut and he sips his muscatel And says you know boys I'm a whole lot older than I look verse 3 He's known his share of women and he's dealt his share of cards And he pitched some pennies with us he never carries change And as he clips the hedges and waters down the yard He says this sure is a far sight from that, that wild buffalo range In his Frisco jeans and an old Can't Bust 'Em shirt Acme Roughouts run down at the heels and caked with dirt Sweat stained Stetson pulled down low and a leg that always hurts Frisco jeans and an old Can't Bust 'Em shirt Frisco jeans and an old Can't Bust 'Em shirt