We called him old Coyote, and we claimed that he could step;
A cowboy came up from the south that had quite a rep.
He bet his saddle, shaps and spurs and nearly all his poke
That he could ride this bunking bronk and have him gentle broke.
He brought a lot of backers, too with money all galore,
Who covered all Coyote’s bets and was for gambling more.
They said a horse that claimed this zone for his sunny habitat
Was incapable of bucking off a regular man like that.
Well, we didn’t figure that this guy was any kind of bum,
But we was a figurin’ all the time Coyote could go some;
We knew that none uh us boys were in the hosse’s class,
Cose when it came to settin’ him we all just had to pass.
For he had treated us that tried to ride him kinda tough,
And we all claimed Coyote’s back was mighty awful rough;
Well, anyway, this guy came out with a lot uh ridin’ gear,
And the fun and jokes we poked at him, he didn’t seem to hear.
We won’t talk of his pretty shaps, his fussy shirt, and such,
Cose all we want to mention here is how he got in Dutch.
We led out that Coyote hoss, and had him kinda riled,
And it didn’t look as though this boy was anything but piled.
Anyway, he saddled up midst cheers, advice an rows;
Gets his seat and hollers out, “I’m goin’ for the cows.”
Coyote didn’t seem to want to cover all that ground,
For instead of headin’ for the herd he starts to wheelin’ round.
This cowboy held a good deep seat, ’bout two turns and a half;
He didn’t go to get the cows, nor even get the calf;
He started on a big high dive, but lit upon his back;
He’d located a homestead in the center of the track.
Coyote didn’t pause a bit, the old son-of-a-gun;
Just kept a whilrlin’ round and round to show how it was done.
We’ve had a quite a lot of fun, and made a lot of dough,
And that’s the stuff that buys our grub and makes Coyote go.
(Curley Fletcher)
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