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Every lime I steal a horse, Some one raises hell, of course, Seems I'm always driftin' west from San Antone!
Last week I found a stake-pin I had lost,
Jest an iron one — 'bout a dollar it had cost, —
On it was tied a rope,
En it almost got my goat, When I found the other end tied to a horse 1
I'm as innocent as any man can be, But I 'm afraid the Judge will not agree,
As there is n't any use
In dishin' up a poor excuse, I might as well jest saddle up and flee!
They don't drive the Overland Stage no more
Like they used to when I was young,
With four half-broke broncs out in the lead,
En two in the wagon tongue.
With old Dick Huber up on the box,
The messenger by his side,
They'd drive like hell when they heard the yell
Of Apaches on the ride, j
The thorough-braces swinging to and fro, Es we'd hit the chuck-holes deep, The clatter of chains 'gainst single trees On the down grade rough and steep;