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THE TEXAS COWBOY
O H, I am a Texas cowboy, Far away from home, If ever I get back to Texas I never more will roam.
Montana is too cold for me And the winters are too long; Before the round-ups do begin Our money is all gone,,
Take this old hen-skin bedding, Too thin to keep me warm,— I nearly freeze to death, my boys, Whenever there's a storm.
And take this old " tarpoleon," Too thin to shield my frame,—^ I got it down in Nebraska A-dealin' ai Monte game.
Now to win these fancy leggins I'll have enough to do; They cost me twenty dollars The day that they were new.
I have an outfit on the Mussel Shell, But that I'll never see, 229