John Phillips - Me And My Uncle

{Verse 1}
Me and my uncle went riding down
From Colorado, West Texas bound
And we stopped off in Santa Fe
That being the point that's about half way
'Sides, it was the hottest part of the day

{Verse 2}
We let our ponies into the stall
Went to the bar, boys, bought drinks for all
Two days in the saddle, my body hurt
It being summer, I took off my shirt
Tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt

{Verse 3}
West Texas cowboys, all over town
With gold and silver, they're loaded down
Just back from roundup, did seem a shame
So my uncle starts a friendly game
Called high-low jack and winner take the game

{Verse 4}
From the beginning, my uncle starts to win
Then them cowboys, them mad as sin
Some say he's cheating, but that can't be
'Cause my uncle, he's as honest as me
And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be

{Verse 5}
One of them cowboys, thought for to draw
I took a bottle, cracked him on the jaw
I winned another, doubt he'll see old
In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
And we high-tailed that road to Mexico

{Verse 6}
So here's to cowboys, and here's to gold
Here's to uncle, god rest his soul
He taught me well, boy, taught me all I know
Taught me so well, boy, I grabbed that gold
And I left him laying by the side of the road

{Outro}
And I left him laying by the side of the road
And I high-tailed that road to Mexico