Cifra de Windy Bill - John D. Loudermilk
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Well Windy Bill was a Texas man
And he could rope, you bet
The steer that Windy hadn't tied
He had not met him yet
But the boys they talked of a little black steer
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Who's a kind of a bad outlaw
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Who lived way down at the bottoms
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At the foot of a rocky draw
Well, this old black steer had stood his ground
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With punchers from everywhere
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The boys give Windy two-to-one
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That he could not quite get there
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So Windy takes out his old roan horse
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Who's withers and like to roar
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And prepares to tackle that little black brute
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That lives down in the draw
Ow!
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With his sam slick tree, his brazos bits
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His chaps and taps to boot
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And his old Macguey tied hard and fast
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Bill goes to tackle the brute
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And the little rope horse he sauntered around
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And that steer began to paw
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Then he stuck his tail straight up in the air
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And he heads down through the draw
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Well, Windy's horse went after him
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Like-a he'd been eatin' corn
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Windy stuck that old Macguey
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Right around that black steer's horns
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And the little ropin' horse he shut it right down
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And the cinches bust like straw
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And the old macguey and the sam slick tree
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Went driftin' down the draw
Wow
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Well-a Windy lands in the big rock pile
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And his face and hands are scratched
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Well, he said he could always rope the steer
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But he guess he'd met his match
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And he pays his debts like a little old man
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Without no bit of jaw
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And allows old black steer was the boss
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Of everything in that draw
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Well, the moral of the story boys
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Is very plain to see
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When you go out to rope your steer
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Don't you tie hard your macguey
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But you take your dallies like a man
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To the California law
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And you won't see your old rimfire
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Go driftin' down the draw