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Little Joe the Wrangler, he'll wrangle never
His days with the remuda, all done
It was long about last April, he into our camp
Just a little stray and all alone

It was long late in the evening he rode into our camp
On a little old brown pony he called
In his Brogan and coveralls a harder lookin' kid
You never in your life have before

His saddle was a southern kack built years ago
An OK on one foot idly 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 his pa had married twice
His new ma beat him day or two
So he saddled up old one night and lit a shuck this way
Thought he'd try and now his own canoe

Said he'd try to do the best he could if we'd only him work
Though he know straight up about a cow
So the boss he cut him out a and kinda put him on
And we knew he liked our little stray

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

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

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

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

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

We found him there at sun up where old Blue Rocket
In a washout some feet below
Beneath his horse 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 days with the remuda, all done
It was long about April he rode into our camp
Just a Texas stray and all alone