Seems like everybody these days Is talking about color A red roan, or a blue roan Pale buskin or a Dun Just give me any old horse A mare, gelding or stud It don't matter As long as he or she is heart And a soft eye And lots of try All the boys like to dream of Joining the rodeo Playing poker with the clowns While the bull runs em down Busting broncs for shiny buckles While you skin your knuckles Just give me any old horse A mare, a gelding, a stud, it Doesn't matter As long as he or she Has heart And a soft eye And lots of try Just stare at the fire Draw brands in the dirt Just stare at the fire Draw brands in the dirt You know it don't hurt Just draw brands in the dirt