Sierry Petes
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[Verse]
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Way high up in the Sierry Petes
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Where the yeller pines grow tall,
Rusty Diggs and Sandy Bob
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Had a rodeo camp last fall.
Well they taken their ponies and their running irons
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And a-maybe a dog or two,
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And they 'lowed they’d brand every long-eared calf
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Now any old dogie that flapped long ears
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And didn't bush up by day,
Had his long ears whittled and his old hide sizzled
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In a most artistic way.
Then says Rusty Diggs to Sandy Bob,
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As he throwed his seago down,
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"I'm tired of cow-pyrography
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And I rise I'm a goin' to town."
So he saddles up, and he hits some lope
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For it weren’t no sight of a ride,
Them was the days when an old cow-punch
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Could oil up his dry insides.
Well he starts her in at the Kentucky Bar,
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At the head of the Whisky Row,
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And they ends her up at the Depot House
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Some forty drinks below.
And he winds her up and they turns around
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And they goes her the other way,
To tell you the Lord’s forsaken truth
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Them boys got stewed that day.
As they was a heading back to camp
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And packin' a pretty good load,
Who should they meet but the Devil himself
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Come a-prancin' down the road.
And the Devil he said, “You cowboy skunks,
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You better go hunt your holes,
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'Cause I've come up from Hell's rim rocks
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Just to gather in your souls.”
Well Rusty Diggs said, “Devil be damned,"
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"And I know I’m pretty tight;
No Devil never took no ol’ cowpunch
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Without one helluva fight."
He Builds him a hole with his ol’ throw rope
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And he swang her straight and true,
he lapped it onto the Devil’s horns,
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and taken his dallies too.
Now Sandy Bob was a reata man
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With his gut-line coiled up neat;
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He shakes her out and he builds him a loop
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And he lassoed the Devil’s hind feet.
Well he throwed him down on the desert ground
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While the iron was a-gettin’ hot,
They cropped and swaller-forked his ears,
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And they branded him up a lot.
They pruned him up with a dehorning saw
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Tied knots in his tail for a joke,
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Tied off and left him bellerin’ there
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Knicked up to a black-jack oak.
So if you’re ever up in the Sierry Petes
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And you hear one hell of a wail,
You’ll know it's that Devil a-bellerin' around
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About the knots ties in his tail.
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