Well, they mixed a little Celtic with Spanish blood
And a dash of thoroghbred
So the legend begins of America's horse
A horse with a level head

If he's cuttin' cattle out on the range
Or making some cowboy shine
There's never been a horse like America's horse
Crossin' that finish line

Oh, yes, I'm a quarterhorse rider
Saddle up and let me run
America's horse won't let you down
When there's runnin' or work to be done
And there's work to be done

Oh, give me a pony that's got some sense
And knows how to work a cow
A horse that's rugged and keeps his head
And takes off runnin' right now

You can bet your money and bet your boots
When he runs that quarter mile
To tie that calf in money time
All the fans in the stands go wild

Oh, yes, I'm a quarterhorse rider
Saddle up and let me run
America's horse won't let you down
When there's runnin' or work to be done
And there's work to be done

All the names of the ones that went before
Will live on through all time
Old Janus, and Sir Archie, in Colonial Dave
Started a great blood line
There was Steel Dust, Traveller, Old Cody
Little Joe, King, Peter McCue
Yellowjack, Cowboy, ol' Joe Bailey
Jenny and Daniel Moore too
There was Shiloh, Billy and Locks Rondoe
How old Dan Tucker could run
Old Fred, South ??? Cocktail Colonel
And Joe Hancock, the mighty one
There was Memphis and Peppy and Impressive too
And the Oklahoma Star
Old Sorrel, Joe Reed, Flying Bob
Leo and Doc Bar