Tie A Knot In The Devils Tail Cifras

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Way up high in the Sierra peaks where the yellow jack pines grow tall
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Old Sandy Bob and Buster Jiggs had a roundup camp last fall
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Oh, they'd taken the horses and the runnin' irons and may be a dog or two
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And they swore they'd brand all long ear calves that came within their view
 
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And any old doggie that flapped long ears and didn't brush up by day
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Got his long ears whittled and his old hid scorched in a most artistic way
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Now one fine day old Sandy Bob, he throwed his seago down
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Well, I'm sick of the smell of this here burnin' hair and allows I'm a goin' to town
 
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So they saddles up and they hits 'em a lope for it weren't no sign of a ride
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And them was the days when a buckaroo could oil up his insides
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Oh, they starts her off at Kentucky Bar at the head of a whiskey row
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And they winds up down at the depot house some 40 drinks below
 
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And then sets up and turns around and goes her the other way
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And to tell you the godforsaken truth them boys got stewed that day
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As they was a ridin' back to camp a packin' a pretty good load
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Well, who should they meet but the devil himself a prancin' down the road
 
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Says he you ornery cowboy skunks, you better hunt your holes
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For I've come up from hells Rim Rock to gather in your souls
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Says Sandy Bob old devil be damned we boys is kinda tight
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And ya ain't gonna get no cowboy souls without one hell of a fight
 
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So Sandy Bob punched a hole in his rope and he swang her straight and true
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And he lapped it onto the devils' horns and he taken his dallies too
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Now Buster Jiggs was a reata man with his gut line coiled up neat
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So he shakes her out, and he built him a loop, and he lassoed up the devil's hind feet
 
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Well, they stretched him out, and they tailed him down while the iron was gettin' hot
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And they cropped and swallow forked both his ears, and they branded him up a lot
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They pruned him up with a dehorning saw, and they knotted his tail for a joke
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And then rode off and left him there neck to a blackjack oak
 
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So if you're ever up high in the Sierra peaks,and you hear one hell of a wail
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You'll know it's that devil a-bellerin' about them knots tied in his tail
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