Along Came Jones

On account of the initials on his saddle,
they took him for you

Cotton was fixing to shoot him
when I got this idea

I figured the best thing I could do was
help them keep on thinking he was you

Tomorrow, the posse'll be ridin' after him
50 miles from here,

and the north'll be wide open for you
- See anything wrong about that?
- Yeah

Nobody's as stupid as you make him out to be
He's just a common, ordinary,
useless bronc stomper,

like you see any way you looked around here
He'd have done anything I asked him to
He would, huh?
He did, didn't he?
He kinda liked you?
Yeah, it looked like it
That's what I thought it was
You better be glad he did, too
There's something maybe you better remember
And never mind tellin' me
how it didn't mean nothin' to you

Just don't monkey around with nobody at all,
unless you wanna see their belly blasted open
In my life, I ain't never been so low in my mind
as since I talked to that there girl

If we aim to get across that line,
we ought to hustle up these ponies

- I don't aim to cross any line
- What are you talking about?

I don't aim to get across any line
because that's what she wants us to do

I worked that out before her mouth shut
- You mean there ain't no posse?
- Sure, and it's probably trailin' us

There wouldn't be if she hadn't sicked it on us
Are you telling me
that there pretty lady is a skunk?