Songs Of the Cattle Trail & Cow Camp

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THE OL' COW HAWSE
W HEN it comes to saddle hawses, there's a dif-
ference in steeds:
There is fancy-gaited critters that will suit some
feller's needs;
There is nags high-bred an' tony, with a smooth an'
shiny skin,
That will capture all the races that you want to run
'em in.
But fer one that never tires; one that's faithful, tried
and true;
One that alius is a "stayer" when you want to
slam him through,
There is but one breed o' critters that I ever came
across
That will alius stand the racket: 'tis the
ol
Cow
Hawse!
No, he ain't so much fer beauty, fer he's scrubby an'
he's rough,
An' his temper's sort o' sassy, but you bet he's good
enough I
Fer he'll take the trail o' mornin's, be it up or be it
down,
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