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THE OLD TRAIL

Oh come along, boys, and to my tale,
I'll tell you all my on the ol' Chisholm trail.
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On a ten horse and a forty dollar saddle,
I was ridin', and a Texas cattle.
We left ol' October twenty-third
Drivin' up the trail the U-2 herd.
I'm up in the before daylight,
And before I sleep the moon bright.
It's bacon and beans most day,
I'd as soon be eating prairie hay.
I up one morning on the Chisholm trail,
a rope in my hand and a cow by the tail,
Last night on guard, and the broke the ranks,
I hit my horse the shoulders and spurred him in the flanks.
Oh, it's in the west, and a lookin' like rain,
And my old slicker's in the wagon again.
Oh the commenced to blow and the rain began to fall,
And it looked by grab we was gonna lose 'em all.
I in the saddle an' I grabbed a-hold the horn,
The best cowpuncher ever was born.
I was on my best horse, and a on the run,
The quickest cowboy that ever pulled a gun.
No chaps, no slicker, and pouring down rain,
And I swear, by God, I'll night herd again.
I and I hollered, and I done pretty well,
Till the boss said, "Boys, let 'em go to Hell."
I'm to the ranch to draw my money,
Goin' into to see my honey.
I to the boss to get my roll,
He me out nine dollars in the hole.
So I'll sell my as fast as I can,
And I won't cows for no damn man.
So I sold old baldy and I up my saddle,
And I bid to the longhorn cattle.