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Way high up in the Sierry Peaks Where the yellow-jack pines grow tall, Old Buster Jiggs and Sandy Bob Had a round-up camp last fall.
Well they took along their running irons Maybe a dog or two, And they 'lowed thy'd brand every long-eared calf That came within their view.
Now every little long-eared dogie That didn't push up by day, Got his long ears whittled and his old hide scorched In a most artistic way.
One fine day, says Buster Jiggs, As he throws his seago down, "I'm tired of cow-pyrography And I think I'm a goin' into town."
Well they saddled up, and they hit a lope For it warn't no sight of a ride, And them was the days that a good cow-punch Could oil up his insides.
Well they started in at Kentucky Bar, At the head of Whisky Row, And they wound her up at the Depot House About forty drinks below.
Well they sets 'em up and they turns around And they started in the other way, And to tell the God-forsaken truth Them boys got drunk that day.
They was on their way, goin' back to camp A-packin' that awful load, When who should they meet but the Devil himself Come a-traipsin' down the road.
He says, "You ornery cowboy skunks You better go hunt for your holes, 'Cause I've come up from Hell's rim rock Just to gather in your souls.
"The Devil be damned," says Buster Jiggs, "Us boys is a little bit tight; But you don't go gatherin' no cowboys' souls Without one helluva fight."
Now Buster Jiggs could ride like hell And throw a lasso, too, So he threw it over the Devil's horns And he took his dallies true.
Now Sandy Bob was a reata man With his gut-line coiled up neat; But he shook her out and he builds a loop And he roped the Devils hind feet.
Well they stretches him out and they tails him down While the running-irons were getting hot, And they cropped and swallow-forked his ears And they branded him up a lot.
Well they trimmed his horns way down to his head Tied ten knots in his tail for a joke, Then they went off and left him there Tied up to a little pin oak.
Now when you're high in the Sierry Peaks And you hear one hell of a wail, Well you know it's just the Devil himself Yellin' 'bout them knots in his tail.
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