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Foot in the stirrup and hand on the horn, Best damned cowboy ever was born.
I herded and hollered and I done very well, Till the boss said, "Boys, just let 'em go to hellt"
Stray in the herd, and the boss said kill it, So I shot him in the rump with the handle of the skillet.
We rounded 'em up and put 'em on the cars, And that was the last of the old Two Bars.
Oh, it's bacon and beans 'most every day, I'd as soon be eatin' prairie hay.
I'm on my horse and I'm goin' at a run, I'm the quickest shootin' cowboy that ever pulled a gun.
I went to the wagon to get my roll,
To come back to Texas, dad-burn my soul.
I went to the boss to draw my roll,
He had it figgered out I was nine dollars in the hole.
I'll sell my outfit just as soon as I can, I won't punch cattle for no damned man.
Goin' back to town to draw my money, Goin' back home to see my honey.
With my knees in the saddle and my seatin the sky, I '11 quit punchin' cows in the sweet by and by.

E-Book - An Annotated Compendium of Old Time American Songs by James Alverson III