
The Tale of Big Ball Bill
Songtekst
The Tale of Big Ball Bill
[Verse] Out on the prairie where the cattle roam wild, There’s a story ‘bout a cowboy with a devilish smile, They call him Big Ball Bill, the folks in town know, He’s got a swagger in his step and a heart full of gold. [Verse 2] He rides his old Pinto, no saddle needed there, With a hat brim low and a dust-cloud in the air. At night by the fire, he’d pick his old guitar, Singing tales of hard work and dreams from afar. [Chorus] Big Ball Bill was larger than life, With a love for his land and no time for strife. From sunrise to sunset, under clear skies or rain, Living on the edge, pure grit in his veins. [Verse 3] In the old saloon, with a crowd gathered ‘round, Bill’d share his stories, worth more than a pound. From rattlesnake bites to storms on the plains, No cowboy could match his spirit or reins. [Verse 4] The ladies all swooned when Big Ball Bill danced, With a twirl of his hat and a confident stance. He’d tip his brim low, whisper sweet nothings in her ear, Then ride off into the night, leaving memories clear. [Chorus] Big Ball Bill was larger than life, With a love for his land and no time for strife. From sunrise to sunset, under clear skies or rain, Living on the edge, pure grit in his veins.
