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Oh, the cow-puncher loves the whistle of his rope,
As he races over the plains 5
And the stage-driver loves the popper of his whip,
And the rattle of his Concord chains j
And I pray the Lord we'll all be saved
And we'll keep the golden rulej
But I'd rather be at home with the girl I love
Than to monkey with this goddam mule.
A common call in Far-West camp life.
Wake up, Jacob, day's a-breakin*, Fryin' pan's on an' hoe-cake bakin\
Bacon in the pan, coffee in the potj Git up now and git it while it's hot.