The Old Chisholm Trail

Well, come along boys and listen to my tale
I'll tell you all my troubles on the ol' Chisholm Trail
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I started up the trail October twenty third
Started up the trail with the U2 herd
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On a ten dollar horse and a forty dollar saddle
Started out punchin' them long horn cattle
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With my seat in the saddle and my hand on the horn
I'm the best dang cowboy that was ever born
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It's cloudy in the west and lookin' like rain
And my danged old slicker's in the wagon again
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The wind began to blow and the rain began to fall
And it looked like we were gonna lose 'em all
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No chaps, no slickers and it's pouring rain
I swear I'll never night herd again
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I cripple my horse and I don't know how
Roping these long horn U2 cows
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Well, I went to the boss to draw my roll
And the boss had me figured nine dollars in the hole
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Well, me and the boss we had a little spat
So I hit him in the face with my ten gallon hat
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The boss said to me, ''Well, I'll fire you
Not only you but the whole darn crew''
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I'll sell my horse, I'll sell my saddle
And you can drive all your long horn cattle
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