Lyrics:
Old Red was one of the orneriest yet I've seen at the big rodeoHe's bite you and kick you and stomp out your life Old Red had never been rodeMeaner than sin wild as the wind that blew on the Montana plainsOld Red was one of the last of his breed and wasn't about to be tamedFrom Idaho a young cowboy came to ride in the big rodeoThe young cowboy's name was Billy McClain and Billy had never been throwedThe greatest desire filled young Billy's heart to ride this old outlaw called RedHe drew him one day and I heard Billy say I'll ride him or drop over deadOld Red was wicked down there in the chute he was kickin' and stompin' aboutBilly dropped into the saddle with ease then yelled turn him loose let us outOld Red came out with his head on the ground his back hooves were touching his noseTryin' to get rid of the man of his back but the man went wherever he'd goBilly was rakin' Old Red with his spurs from his tail to the tip of his chinHe was doin' right well but Billy could tell this outlaw would never give inOld Red was runnin' straight for the fence suddenly stopped in and thenHe r'ared on his hind legs then fell on his back taking poor Billy with himThere was a hush in the crowd and they knew this would be Billy's last rideThe saddle horn crushed Billy's chest when they fell and under Old Red Billy diedOld Red lay still no more would he move the cowboys that seen it could tellIn tryin' to throw Billy off of his back old Red broke his neck when he fellOut in the west is the place where they rest this cowboy that never was throwedAnd one foot away resting there neath the clay is the outlaw that never was rode