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

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

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

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

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

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

We had driven to red river and the weather it was
We were down on the south side in a bend
When a norther started blowin', we the extra guard
'Cause it took all hands to the cattle in

Now Little Joe the was called out with all the rest
And had the kid got to the herd
When the cattle they stampeded like a hailstorm, on they
With all of us a for the lead

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

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

We found him there at sun up where old Rocket fell
In a washout some twenty feet
his horse smashed to a pulp, his spur had rung the knell
For our Texas stray boy Wrangler Joe

Now Little Joe the Wrangler, he'll never more
His with the remuda, they're all done
It was about last April he rode into our camp
a little Texas stray and all alone