It's About to Get Western

Good ol’ boys ridin’ brim-to-brim from the ranch to the rodeo

Tommy draws him a wild one, a little bronc they call Smokey Joe.

Well, Smokey Joe he ain’t never been rode, and Tommy ain’t never been throwed.

As he settled into the buckin’ shoot, he says “Boys, here comes a show!”

It’s about to get western around here tonight

You better wear your workin’ clothes and pull your hat down tight.

It’s about to get western, I don’t mean it might.

It’s about to western around here tonight.

Well, Tommy’s spendin’ all his prize money later on buying drinks at the dance.

He’s got his eyes on the rodeo queen, and he figures she’s worth a chance.

Some big bull-dogger by the name of Earl says, “Tommy, that’s my girl.”

As he ducks the knuckle, Tommy starts to chucks, says, “Alright, let-er whirl!”

It’s about to get western around here tonight

You better wear your workin’ boots and pull your hat down tight.

It’s about to get western, I don’t mean it might.

It’s about to western around here tonight.

Well, the rode queen gets the fight broke up.

She drages Big Earle to the pickup truck.

The cowgirl takes ol’ Tommy by the hand.

Pulls him toward the dancefloor, hallerin’ at the band….

It’s about to get western around here tonight

You better wear your dancin’ boots and pull your hat down tight.

It’s about to get western, I don’t mean it might.

It’s about to western around here tonight.