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Cowboy Lyrics
Which Bill jes' vowed would go to waste Unless sweet things was to my taste.
A week ago John Nye drove in—
His heart is big if he is thin—
He said he'd butchered an' he thought
A side o' beef an' bacon ought
To nohow meet with my re-fuse,
Since he had more than he could use.
An' there's Hank Dalley, ev'ry day He sort o' drops in that-o-way, To see if there's a chore to do, An' then jes' stays the whole day thro'; An' jes' flares up when I talk "payt" Fer Hank's right touchy, an' he'll say: "I haven't got a thing to do, It's exercise to work fer you."
An' so between them all, you see, There's lots that's worser off than me; The ranch is clear, an' eggs an' truck Bring prices high, an' then I've luck With all my stock, that's bound to grow— But yet there's one thing which I know, An' might as well say to your face, A man's most handy 'round a place; But William's gone an' there's no more— Land sakes! There's Dalley at the door I