Don Edwards - Zebra dun

^DWe were camped on the plains at the ^A7head of the Cimma^Dron ^DWhen along came a stranger and ^Bmstopped to arger ^Asome. ^DHe looked so very very ^F#mfoolish that we be^Ggan to look aro^Dund, ^DWe thought he was a greenhorn that had ^A7just escaped from ^Dtown.

^DWe asked him if he had he been to breakfast; he ^A7hadn't had a ^Dsniff; ^DSo we opened up the chuck-box a^Bmnd told him help ^Ahimself. He ^Dtook a little ^F#mbeefsteak and some ^Gbiscuits and some ^Dbeans, ^DAnd then began to talk and tell about ^A7foreign kings and ^Dqueens,

^DHe talked about the Spanish War and ^A7fighting on on the ^Dseas ^DWith guns as big as beef steers and ^Bmramrods big as ^Atrees, ^DAnd about old ^F#mPaul Jones, a ^Gfighting son of a ^Dgun, ^DAnd he said he was the grittiest cuss that ^A7ever pulled a ^Dgun.

^DSuch an educated feller, his ^A7thoughts just come in ^Dherds, ^DHe astonished all them cowboys with them ^Bmjaw-breaking ^Awords. ^DHe just kept right on ^F#mtalking till he ^Gmade the boys all ^Dsick ^DAnd they began to look around just ^A7how to play a ^Dtrick.

^DHe said he had lost his job out ^A7upon the Santa ^DFe ^DAnd was going across the plains to ^Bmstrike the 7^A-D. ^DBut he didn't say how ^F#mcome it, just some ^Gtrouble with his ^Dboss, ^DBut said he'd like to borrow a ^A7nice fat saddle ^Dhoss.

^DThis tickled all the boys to death; we ^A7laughed down in their ^Dsleeves ^DSaid that he could have a horse as ^Bmfresh as he would ^Aplease. ^DSo shorty grabbed a ^F#mlasso and he ^Groped the Zebra ^DDun ^DAnd led him to the stranger as we ^A7waited for the ^Dfun.

^DNow Old Dunny was an outlaw he had ^A7grown so awful ^Dwild ^DHe could paw the white out of the moon every ^Bmjump for a ^Amile. ^DAnd he always stood right ^F#mstill, just ^Glike he didn't ^Dknow ^DUntil he was saddled and ^A7ready for to ^Dgo.

^DNow the stranger hit the saddle, and old ^A7Dunny quit the ^Dearth, ^DHe went straight up in the air for ^Bmall that he was ^Aworth. ^DA-bawlin and a-^F#msqualin, and h^Gaving a wall-eyed ^Dfit, ^DWith his hind feet perpendicular, and his ^A7front ones in the ^Dbit.

^DNow we could see the tops of trees b^A7eneath him every ^Djump, ^DBut the stranger he was growed there just ^Bmlike the camel's ^Ahump; ^DAnd he sat up there ^F#mupon him and ^Gcurled his black ^Dmoustache, ^DJust like a summer boarder a-^A7waiting for his ^Dhash.

^DNow he thumped him in the shoulders and ^A7spurred him when he ^Dwhirled, ^DHe showed us flunky punchers he's the ^Bmwolf of this old ^Aworld. ^Dand when he had dis^F#mmounted once ^Gagain upon the ^Dground, ^DWhy we knew he was a thoroughbred and ^A7not a gent from ^Dtown.

^DNow the boss he was standing and a ^A7watching all the ^Dshow, ^DHe walks right up to him and he ^Bmasks him not to ^Ago ^D"If you can use the ^F#mlasso like you ^Grode the Zebra ^DDun, Then ^Dyou're the man I've looked for ever ^A7since the year of ^Done."

^DWell he could use a lasso and he ^A7didn't do it ^Dslow; ^DThe cattle they stampeded he was ^Bmalways on the ^Ago. ^DA one thing and a ^F#msure thing that I ^Glearned since I was ^Dborn, ^DEvery educated feller he ^A7ain't a plumb green^Dhorn!