Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider - Bobby Bare

Appaloosa Rider

Ah Appaloosa Rider

Well somewhere back around thirty six

I was standing knee deep in the Oklahoma sticks

Picking them Jimmie Rodgers' licks like I owned them

And the girls in town loved what I'd do

I had Choctaw hair and eyes of blue

They'd call me baby I was six foot two

And looked lonesome

Then yonder come a man in a big old car

With a black baret and a big cigar

He said son you're a natural cowboy star for sure

He looked at me and he said sign

I looked at him and I said fine

I wrote my name on the dotted line and I became

The Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Hero of the plains

Soon I was smiling from magazines

My head slicked down with Vaseline

And all those bobby-sox babies' screams would ring

They'd pack them in like Main sardines

And stand them in the mezzanines

To see me ride cross the creen and sing

I hundred fights I musta won

A thousand bullets in my gun

And my hat staeyd on through all the fun and glory

But my real life pony had its hood adorned

With a big old set of western horns

While all America ate popcorn

And marveled at the one and only

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Hero of the plains

Well a real life villain had crossed the line

So I crossed Hollywood and Vine

And signed another dotted line my handle

But when I come back most all the noise

Was made for Hoppys Genes and Roys

And Hollywood had more cowboys than scandals

So here I am in the Oklahoma sticks

And out of all my old sidekicks

Jack Daniesls is the one who sticks around

But old friends and fans have begun to write

And I learned why the other night

When I woke up to a TV fight

The hero won and his hat stayed white

And guess who rode across my sight

I tell you I was dynamite

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider

Appaloosa Rider