Blood on the Saddle

There was blood on the saddle, and blood all around
And a great big puddle of blood on the ground.
The cowboy lay in it all covered with gore
And he won't go a riding no broncos no more.
Oh pity the cowboy all bloody and red,
For his bronco fell on him and mashed in his head.

Data entry tech comment:

Informant and collector are the same person.

Where learned: TENNESSEE ; NASHVILLE