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Little Joe the Wrangler, he'll wrangle more
His with the remuda, they're all done
It was about last April, he rode into our camp
Just a little stray and all alone

It was long late in the when he rode into our camp
On a little old pony he called Shaw
In his shoes and coveralls a harder lookin' kid
You never in your life seen before

His saddle was a kack built many years ago
An OK spur on one foot hung
With his bed roll in a cotton sack, was tied behind
And a canteen from the horn he'd slung

Said he had to leave his home because his pa had twice
His new ma beat him day or two
So he up old Shaw one night and lit a shuck this way
he'd try and paddle now his own canoe

Said he'd try to do the best he could if we'd only give him
Though he didn't know straight up a cow
So the boss he cut him out a and kinda put him on
And we knew he our little stray somehow

Well, he taught him how to herd the horses, learned to 'em all
And to get 'em in by daylight if he
And to follow the chuck wagon and to hitch the team
And to help the rustle wood

We had to red river and the weather it was fine
We were camped down on the south side in a
a norther started blowin', we called the extra guard
'Cause it took all hands to hold the in

Now Joe the Wrangler was called out with all the rest
And had the kid got to the herd
When the they stampeded like a hailstorm, on they flew
With all of us a ridin' for the

Between the of lightnin' we could see a horse ahead
It was Joe the Wrangler in the lead
He was riding old Rocket with a slicker o'er his head
He was trying to check the in their speed

We finally got 'em and they sort of quieted down
The extra guard back to the did go
All but one of them was and we all knew at a glance
T'was our little stray boy Wrangler Joe

We found him there at sun up where old Blue fell
In a washout twenty feet below
Beneath his smashed to a pulp, his spur had rung the knell
For our little stray boy Wrangler Joe

Now Little Joe the Wrangler, he'll wrangle never
His days with the remuda, they're all
It was long about last he rode into our camp
Just a little Texas stray and all