Ridin' That Ol' Chuck Line

Seems this winter is a long one, But things will work out fine, As I trail on from ranch to ranch— Ridin’ that ol’ chuck line. Been unemployed since fall shippin’, But that’s a cowboy’s life— Line camp’s too confinin’, Just like a nosey wife. What money I earned from trail drives Was spent on gals and cards— So now I ride this ol’ chuck line Or borrow from my pards. Each ranch has its grub to offer, Though we have not a thing— We’ll take those beans, stew and biscuits And jobs that come with spring. Yet while each winter’s a hard one, Ol’ cowboys do not whine— We just keep our horses movin’— Ridin’ that ol’ chuck line.