“He’s just a one-armed cowboy” I hear it all the time I think they even enjoy Saying I’m Past my prime They laugh when I ask for a hand When doing certain chores They say “ I saddled mine and well Let’s see you saddle yours” It makes me try all the harder To hold up my end Oh, I wish I had a pardner Maybe another one-armed friend Someone who wouldn’t make fun Of the way I handle things Together, we could get things done In spite of my failings But then they’d probably say That I should ought to quit If it takes two to earn my pay Maybe I couldn’t handle it Well the boss knows I can In all my years I’ve known I’m as good as any man Once I put my coffee down
