It seems my whole life's full of sorrow and sighs Always something make me feel blue For I just lost a pal like a brother to me I still can't believe that it's true.
We were old pals on the prairie, Many times we have rode side by side Never dreaming a bronco would throw him And that Pete Knight would take his last ride.
He was riding a bronco called Slowdown Many times he had spurred his old hide But when he left the chute fate played it's hand That's when Pete took his last ride.
He still remains King of the Cowboys Many times he has won world wide fame And the millions of people who knew him They all idolized Pete Knight's name.
Oh some day there will be a great round up on high When the ranch boss starts combing the plains, May our names all be square on the tally May we meet on that heavenly range.