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The Crooked Trail to Holbrook |
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With a lot of as tired horses as ever could be found; Across the reservation no danger did we fear, But thought of wives and sweethearts and the ones
we love so dear. Now we are back In Globe City, our friendship there
to share; Here's luck to every puncher that follows the bronco
steer. |
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