Ol' Zebra Dun-Yodeling Slim Clark

歌手 : Yodeling Slim Clark

专辑 : Rye Whiskey & Cowboy Songs

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:07

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TXT Ol' Zebra Dun-Yodeling Slim Clark 文本歌词

Ol' Zebra Dun - Yodeling Slim Clark

We was camped on the plains at the head of the Cimmaron

When along comes a stranger who stopped to try some

He looked so very foolish we begun to look around

We thought he was a greenhorn just escaped from town

He said he'd lost his job up on the Santa Fe

He was goin' 'cross the plains to for to hit the Seven D

He didn't say how come it some trouble with the boss

He said he like the borrow and a fat saddle horse

This tickled all the boys to death we laughed way down our sleeves

We lend you a horse just as fresh and fat as you please

Shorty grabbed his lariat and he roped the Zebra Dun

He turn them more to the stranger and waited for the fun

Old Dunny was an outlaw he'd grown so awful wild

He could paw the white right down the moon when every he get ravel

Old Dunny stood right still as he didn't know

And till he was saddled up and ready for to go

When the stranger hit the saddle old Dunny quit the earth

He travel right staight up for all that he was worth

A pitching and a-squealin' and a-having wall-eyed fits

His front feet perpendicular his hind one in the bits

We could see the tops of mountains under Dunny every jump

But the stranger he just glued there like the camel's hump

The stranger sat upon and twirled his black moustache

Just like a summer boarder are waitin' for the hash

He thumped him in the shoulders and he spun him when he whirled

He showed him flunky pantry see was wolf of the world

And this strangers had dismounted and once more upon the ground

We knew we was a thoroughbred and not a giant from town

The boss he was a-standin' round just watchin' of the show

Walked right up to the stranger and said

You needn't go

If you can use a lariat like you rode old Zebra Dun

You're the man I'm looking for since the year of one

And when the herd stampeded he was always on the spot

And set them down to nothing like the boiling of a pot

There's one thing and a shore thing I've learned since I was born

Every educated feller ain't a plumb greenhorn