Slim Bates ain’t braggin’ any more
About how he kin ride’
An’ gosh, but he gets mighty sore
Whenever he is guyed.
He uster be so full o’ vim,
So reckless an’ so wild,
But there’s change come over Slim
Sence he got piled.
He uster tell of outlaw nags
He’d gentled like a cow,
But Slim ain’t makin’ any brags
Of tamin’ outlaws now.
He’s jest the humblest cuss, I swear,
As meek as any child;
Slim dassn’t even take a dare
Sence he got piled!
Accordin’ to Slim’s flossy talk
He was some cowpunch once;
The worst cayuse could pitch an’ balk,
An’ try his wildest stunts;
But now Slim hangs his head in shame,
For six weeks he ain’t smiled;
Slim knows that he ain’t in the game
Sence he got piled.
Of course when he come driftin’ in.
We thought he knowed his biz;
We swallered all them yarns he’s spin
‘Bout ridin’ stunts o’ his.
But now we pass him up with scorn,
He’s all but plum exiled;
Slim ain’t a-tootin’ of his horn
Sence he got piled.
He’s bogged hisself down good an’ deep’
He’d better drift along
An’ git a job as herdin’ sheep,
‘Cuz here he’s in plumb wrong.
Nobody herds with Slim a bit,
He’s got this outfit r’iled;
He’ll never hear the last of it
Sence he got piled!
(Earl Alonzo Brininstool)
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