I seen ya in your red room laughin' 
With your shinin' coffee can 
So many wrongs all kinds a goins on 
Held my head an ran 
But I hid and did a bit more lookin' 
Saw ya dancin' on the pine porch creakin' 
Mouth open an doors down wide 
Here's what was inside 
I seen what I saw 
An these things I do are wrong, that's all 
An these tales I tales I tell are tall 
Then I climbed up on the big horse strapin' 
Put the spur down to blood 
He took off 16 horses strong 
Left me lyin' in mud 
An there I sit until the sun's up shinin' 
Yes an black stands my ride 
Twenty hands high 
An watchin' spookeyed 
My hands on his side