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Here en there we found a calf That had played out en dropped behind — They were making thirty miles a day, Driving like the wind.
We caught up with them at Cerillos, On theT.P. Road; Driv' 'em plain out of the country, Expecting there to load.
But somehow the rustlers got wind of us, En quit the cattle there, En though we hunted for several days We could n't find the pair.
At last we got instructions From the supreme boss, To ship to Kansas City To Clay, Robinson & Ross.
But when I commenced a-loadin', I found Tom was n't there; A puncher told me he was in Lamy, Loaded up fer fair.
So I hired the two-horse wagon En set out that night — When I found Old Tom in Lamy, He was sure some sight.
He had centipedes and rattlers, Gila monsters by the score, Puttin' them through their paces On Jon Pfiueger's barroom floor.