Released: March 31, 1978
Songwriter: Mike Rutherford Phil Collins Tony Banks
Producer: David Hentschel Genesis
Big Jim Cooley commanded respect
Whatever he wanted he could get
The badge on his waistcoat shone in the sun
It ain't no lie, Big Jim was feared by everyone
In the saloon one evening Big took a bet
With a rancher whose name I forget
He wanted a herd taken over the plain
And he called Jim "yellow", he'll never do that again
He got mad!
He threw his badge on the floor and walked out
He's gonna give it a try, he left no doubt
"Must be mad, he must be mad!"
The people wished him well, and good luck
"Hell, I don't need it!" he laughed
Got on his horse and rode away
Out on the trail, Jim 'n' his crew of five
Were trying their best to keep the cattle alive
The weather was hard, but so were the men
Though I don't think even Big will try this trip again
His horses were edgy, sensing trouble ahead
But the trouble didn't start till the men were in bed
A-whooping and a-hollering and flashing their knives
Big and his men were jumped by an all-star Indian tribe
He was scared, Big Jim was scared
Alive, they called him lucky, but not today
'Cos he died like all good cowboys
With his boots on next to his men
Big Jim, he still won't lie down
For him the bet is still on
Some say he rides there
Cursing still, some say they've seen him
Whatever he wanted he could get
The badge on his waistcoat shone in the sun
It ain't no lie, Big Jim was feared by everyone
In the saloon one evening Big took a bet
With a rancher whose name I forget
He wanted a herd taken over the plain
And he called Jim "yellow", he'll never do that again
He got mad!
He threw his badge on the floor and walked out
He's gonna give it a try, he left no doubt
"Must be mad, he must be mad!"
The people wished him well, and good luck
"Hell, I don't need it!" he laughed
Got on his horse and rode away
Out on the trail, Jim 'n' his crew of five
Were trying their best to keep the cattle alive
The weather was hard, but so were the men
Though I don't think even Big will try this trip again
His horses were edgy, sensing trouble ahead
But the trouble didn't start till the men were in bed
A-whooping and a-hollering and flashing their knives
Big and his men were jumped by an all-star Indian tribe
He was scared, Big Jim was scared
Alive, they called him lucky, but not today
'Cos he died like all good cowboys
With his boots on next to his men
Big Jim, he still won't lie down
For him the bet is still on
Some say he rides there
Cursing still, some say they've seen him
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