Letras
Can somebody tell me
What's going on
Stuck in the saddle from the first light of dawn
Worried if dying from one of them horns
Stuck in my belly is worth being poor
Stuck in the saddle for found and a dollar a day
I'll never be rich, I found out too soon
Never could seem to get past the saloon
Cowboys and money don't mix can't you see
Meet only briefly then part company
Stuck in the saddle for found and a dollar a day
A dollar a day, thirty and found
Days in the saddle and nights on the ground
Sometimes I wonder if I should stay
Stuck in the saddle for found and a dollar a day
A dollar a day, thirty and found
Days in the saddle and nights on the ground
Sometimes I wonder if I should stay
Stuck in the saddle for found and a dollar a day