Chief Song

Once there was a Wrangler Chief cutie.

Had a personality charm and beauty.

Boys all came from miles away,

And the chains grew longer day by day.

Chorus

Wrangler Chief, Wrangler Chiefs what I’m proud to be.

Wrangler Chiefs, Wrangler Chiefs what I’m proud to be.

Not a Pony, Mustang, Bronco as you can see.

Wrangler Chiefs, Wrangler Chiefs what I’m proud to be.

Had a Cadillac Ford convert,

Favorite passtime was to flirt,

Driving round camp knowing who was who,

but then those Chiefs they usually do.

Chorus

Never drinks and never smokes,

Never laughs at dirty jokes,

Kisses are few and far between,

But she sure knows what they can mean.

Chorus

Had a collection in her drawer,

Rings and merit pins by the score,

To the boys she was not true,

but she sure was to the orange and blue.