Songs Of the Cattle Trail & Cow Camp

Complete Text & Lyrics by John A Lomax

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THE COWBOYS' BALL
Y IP! Yip! Yip! Yip! tunin' up the fiddle;
You an' take yo'r pardner there, standin' by
the wall!
Say "How!" make a bow, and sashay down the
middle;
Shake yo'r leg lively at the Cowboys' Ball.
Big feet, little feet, all the feet a-clickin';
Everybody happy an' the goose a-hangin' high;
Lope, trot, hit the spot, like a colt a-kickin';
Keep a-stompin' leather while you got one eye.
Yah! Hool Larry! would you watch his wings
a-floppin'
Jumpin' like a chicken that's a-lookin' for its head;
Hi! Yip! Never slip, and never think of stoppin',
Just keep yo'r feet a-movin' till we all drop dead!
High heels, low heels, moccasins and slippers;
Real old rally round the dipper and the keg!
Uncle Ed's gettin' red — had too many dippers;
Better get him hobbled or he'll break his leg!
Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! tunin1 up the fiddle;
Pass him up another for his arm is gettin' slow.
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