I was waltzin` with my darlin` at the cattleman`s ball.
Lost in the music and her charms.
I was glidin` around the dancefloor, she felt so good in my arms.
When a tall dark stranger walked up, and cut in.
He said, excuse me sir, why don`t you go have a seat.
I said well listen` here pardner, this may sound kinda crude,
But the lady is dancin` with me.
Now I paid for the supper, an` I bought the drinks,
So I feel that I`ve got the right,
Now I`m sorry ole buddy, but you just better back off,
Or there`s liable to be trouble here t`night.
Now I can see that you`re upset, `cause it`s always been a tradition,
To let a fine young gentleman cut in,
But if you don`t take your hands off my lady, pardner,
I`m gonna have to break your chin.
Now, I`ve seen your kind before and I know,
Exactly what`s on your mind.
Your woman probably left you, for someone else,
So you thought you`d just take a run at mine.
Yeah, you though you`d be leavin` her later on,
That`s right...it`s all part of the game.
Why don`t you take my advice and on go back to the bar,
In one piece, the same way you came in.
The stranger took off and I saw him tryin` with someone else.
An` my lady well, she scowled at me,
An` she said, you know...I think that was very uncouth,
And goes against all the rules of chivilary.
Then she smiled up at me, with those beautiful eyes,
An` said, Mister, you know I kinda like your style,
But do you think we should call up the sitter and check on the kids?
I just grined and said, Naw...let`s just dance a while...