Cayuse

Like a broncy cayuse

That never had no use

I'm desperately fightin' to ride all the time

Mmm-hmm

These hardworkin' fingers

They take some time to linger

On that foolhardy man of mine

Mmm-hmm

I was hopin' he'd be there at home

But instead I just watched the lawn grow

But I'm glad he can be where the wind's blowin' free

Mmm, mmm-hmm

Mm-hmm

So I followed him walkin' his pace

In a wild and windy place

Through rough rivers churnin', he left with no warnin'

Mmm, mmm-hmm

Mm-hmm

'Cause they're hard-runnin' critters and wild-eyed quitters

Kickin' up all they can find

That foolhardy man of mine

That foolhardy man of mine

My mind's too gentle a place

For his rowdy and wounded face

And I'm bleedin' and stumblin' and constantly fumblin' at the end of the race

Mmm-hmm

So I guess I'll just let the fool win

'Cause this chasin' gets ugly as sin

And I'll pull back the reins on the plans I had made

Mmm, mmm-hmm

Mm-hmm

'Cause they're hard-runnin' critters and wild-eyed quitters

Kickin' up all they can find

That foolhardy man of mine

That foolhardy man of mine