Guts and a Horse Lyrics

Ernest James left the north to be a cowboy

Said he came around from Montana way

Did some time in the pines for rustling longhorns

I guess you could say he went and found the American way

Ernest James learned how to drive them cattle

From the South to the Kansas railheads

Passing time, making a dime in the saddle

Never thinking that one day it might find him dead

He had guts and he had a horse;

He was a little naïve, of course

But he could shoot his pistol pretty straight, you know

He was the rough and reckless sort, depending on your source

But he had guts and he had a horse

Ernest James left the north to be a good guy

He never intended to do his mama wrong

He got caught up in the muck, trying to make a buck

And ended up on the wrong side of the law

He had guts and he had a horse;

He was a little naïve, of course

But he could shoot his pistol pretty straight, you know

He was the rough and reckless sort, depending on your source

But he had guts and he had a horse