The bawl of a steer To a cowboy’s ear Is music of sweetest strain; And the yelping notes Of the gray coyotes To him are a glad refrain. And his jolly songs Speed him along As he thinks of the little gal With golden hair Who is waiting there At the bars of the homeRead more
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‘Twas a mining town called Golden Gulch While the West was yet untamed. There two bad men met, made a bet, And the winnings never claimed. The boys had ridden into town One payday afternoon To line the bar at the Lucky Star, Which was Dandy Ran’s saloon. Now the dandy was an onry cussRead more
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