Ain't Goin' Down On Brokeback Mountain

Well, I've been up the Chisholm Trail

Been through Death Valley, hot as hell

I rode across the dusty plains

There's cowboy runnin' through my veins

But, I ain't goin' down on Brokeback Mountain

No, I ain't goin' down on Brokeback Mountain

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

Well, I've watched the herd from dusk 'til dawn

But I did it with my britches on

You can have a chew, you can bum a smoke

But, don't go reachin' for my rope

I ain't goin' down on Brokeback Mountain

No, I ain't goin' down on Brokeback Mountain

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

(Whoa, Willie, that last note sounded a might queer)

What you do is your business, Hoss (yeah, like it, ooh)

You can buy me a beer and then buck off! (Off)

But, I ain't goin' down on Brokeback Mountain

No, I ain't goin' down on Brokeback Mountain

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right (that shit ain't right)

That shit ain't right

(Ooh, what the hell?)

(Oh, that's my saddle horn, thank goodness!)