歌曲名 The Cowboy In The Continental Suit (Single Version) 歌手名 Marty Robbins

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Well he walks out in the arena

All dressed up to the brim

Said he'd just came down from a place

Called highland rim

Well he said he came to ride the horse

The one they call the brute

But he didn't look like a cowboy

In his continental suit

We snickered at the way he dressed

But he never said a word

He walks on by the rest of us

As if he hadn't heard

A thousand bucks went to the man

Who could ride this wild cayuse

A meaner horse was never born

Than the one they called the brute

The horse that he was looking for

Was in chute number eight

He walked up very slowly

Put his hand upon the gate

We knew he was a thoroughbred

When he pulled his sack of dukes

From the inside pocket

Of his continental suit

Well he rolled hisself a corley

And he lit it standing there

Blew himself a smoke ring

And he watched it disappear

We thought he must be crazy

When he opened up the gate

Standing just inside was

Fifeteen hundred pounds of hate

The buckskin tried to run him down

But the stranger was too quick

He stepped aside and threw his arms

Around the horse's neck

And pulled himself up on the back

Of the horse they called the brute

Sit like he was born there

In his continental suit

The brute's hind end was in the air

His front end on the ground

Kicking and a squealing trying to

Shake this stranger down

But the stranger didn't give an inch

He came to ride the brute

And he came to ride the buckskin

In a continental suit

Well I turned around to look at Jim

And he was watching me

He said I don't believe

The crazy things I think I see

But I think I see the outlaw

The one they call the brute

Ridden by a cowboy

In a continental suit

The brute came to a stand still

Ashamed that he'd been rode

By a city cowboy in

Some continental clothes

The stranger took his money

And we don't know where he went

We don't know where he came from

And we haven't seen him since

The moral of this story

Never judge by what they wear

Underneath some ragged clothes

Could be a millionaire

Everybody listen

Don't be fooled by this galoot

This sure enough bronc buster

In a continental suit