Best Ever Saw

Best Ever Saw I’m gonna tell you a story, Of the saltiest preacher I know. The kinda man to charge hell, With a hand full of snow. Now I was stompin out broncs. For the ranch W M, Tunin’ up for the rodeo That I planed to win. When this tall talkin’ preacher, Tells me about all my sin, And tellin’ me about salvation, That only with the lord could I win. So I tells him God never been, On no killer broncs as these. Only his counter part, Can tame the likes of these. But that ol’ preacher was a believer, And said God can move mountains, And only through his word, Can you find out his plans. I say’s true nuff, I believe it’s a fact. But I get you wouldn’t be so sanctomonios If you got on catamouts back. Well now that ol’ preacher Up and calls my bluff And toe’s into the sturrip And settled down with a huff Now Catamount likes what he does, And does it right well. And I knew this here preacher Was going to get a real taste of hell Ol’ Cat knew every trick Writ in the book And I’d lay wages to say he’s The auther if you cared to look Cat he start out easy to the left And finishes out to the right But that preacher sat that saddle Jest holdin’ on tight Then that mean ol’ bronc Starts curly-wolfin’ it though the field And I think that preacher Knew ol’ Cat would never yield. Next cat starts a sunfishin’ ‘cuz he had new shoes he wanted to show Oh. By the way they’re Nike’s ‘case you wanted to know. But then that preacher was about To give up and fall The Wallmart attendant came out And unplugged the pony from the wall That goes to show you The Lord works in strange ways For I see that preacher ever’ week ‘Cuz I goes to church on Sundays.