Lyrics:

2009
Songwriters: Wynn Varble / Brandon Kinney / Ben Hayslip

Why, 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)

Why, 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
You can buy me a beer and then buck 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

That shit ain't right

Oh, what the hell. Oh, that's my saddle horn
Thank goodness