Songs Of the Cattle Trail & Cow Camp

Complete Text & Lyrics by John A Lomax

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COWBOY VERSUS BRONCHO
H AVEN'T got no special likin' fur the toney
sorts o' play,
Chasm' foxes or that hossback polo game,
Jumpin' critters over hurdles — sort o' things that
any jay
Could accomplish an' regard as rather tame.
None o' them is worth a mention, to my thinkin'
p'int o' view,
Which the same I hold correct without a doubt,
As a-toppin' of a broncho that has got it in fur you
An' concludes that's just the time to have it out.
Don't no sooner hit the saddle than the exercises
start,
An' they're lackin' in perliminary fuss;
You kin hear his j'ints a-crackin' like he's breakin'
'em apart,
An' the hide jes' seems a-rippin' off the cuss,
An' you sometimes git a joltin' that makes every-
thing turn blue,
An' you want to strictly mind what you're about,
When you're fightin' with a broncho that has got it
in fur you
An' imagines that's the time to have it out.
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