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[Intro] F F F [Verse 1]
FWell it was way high up in The Sierry Petes Where the yellow-jack pines grow taCll
Rusty Diggs and Sandy Sam
Had a round-up camp last fFall [Verse 2] FThey had their ponies and their running irons aBbnd maybe a dog or twCo
They 'lowed they'd brand every lop-eared calf
That came within their Fview
[Verse 3]
FWell many a lop-eared dogie If he didn't hush up byC day
Had his long ears whittled and his old hide scorched
In a most artistic Fway [Verse 4] FThen say Rusty Digs to Sandy Sam BbAs he throwed his seago doCwn
"I'm tired of cowboyography
And I figures I'll go to townF." [Verse 6] FThey starts her in a Kentucky Bar At the head of Whiskey CRow
And they ends her up at the Depot House
Some forty drinks Fbelow [Verse 7] FThen he wind'er up and they turns her 'round BbAnd goes the other waCy
Tell you the Lord-forsaken truth
Them boys got drunk that Fday [Verse 8] FWell they was a -headin' back to camp And packin' a mighty gCood load
Well who should they meet but the Devil himself
Come a-prancin' down the Froad [Verse 9] FNow the Devil he said you cowboy skunks YBbou'd better go hunt your hCole
'Cause I come up from the Hells rim rock
To gather in your Fsouls [Verse 10] FSays Rustry Jiggs to the Devil Though I know CWe're' tight
No Devil ever took no cowboy souls
Without some kind of a Ffight." [Verse 11] FSo Rusty Jiggs punched a hole in his rope He swang it straight anCd true
He ropes the Devil 'round the horns
And he take his slack up Ftoo [Verse 12] FNow Sandy Bob was a reita man With his rope all coiled up Aneat CSo he shakes her out and he builds him a loop And he ropes the Devils hind Ffeet
[Verse 13]
FWell they throwed him down on the desert ground While the irons was a gettin' Chot
They cropped and swallow-forked his ears
And they branded him Fup a lot [Verse 14] FWell they pruned him up with a dehornin' saw BbTied knots in his tail for a Cjoke
Then they rode off and left him there
Necked up to a black JackF oak [Verse 15] FSo if you're up in the Sierry Petes ABbnd you hear one awful waCil
Know its that Devil a-bellowin arounf
about them knots in his taiFl