John Denver

Me & My Uncle

Me and my uncle went a riding down from Colorado, west Texas bound.
We stopped over in Santa Fe, part it being about half way,
besides it was the hottest part of the day.

We led our ponies into the stall, went to a bar, boys, bought drinks for all.
Two days in the saddle, my body hurt. It being summer, took off my shirt,
and tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.

West Texas cowboys, all over town, with gold and silver, they're loaded down.
Just in from roundup, you know it seemed a shame. And so my uncle, starts a friendly game.
It’s Hi-Lo Jack, the winner takes a gain.

From the beginning my uncle started to win. Them Texas cowboys, they was as mad as sin.
Some said he's cheating, but that can't be. Because my uncle, he's as honest as me.
And I'm about as honest as a Denver man can be.

One of them cowboys, you know he started to draw. I grabbed the bottle, slapped him on the jaw.
I had to shoot another, now he won't grow old, in the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold,
We hightailed on down to Mexico.

God bless cowboys, God bless gold. God bless my uncle, God rest his soul.
He taught me well, boys, taught me all I know. Taught me so well that I grabbed the gold,
Left him lying there by the side of the road.