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[00:15.259]Way out in Old Nevada, where the Truckee's waters flow
[00:19.751]Where the cattle are "a-browsing" and the Spanish ponies grow;
[00:24.062]Where the Northers "come a-whistling" from beyond the Neutral Strip;
[00:28.392]And the prairie dogs are sneezing, as if they had "The Grip";
[00:32.834]Where the coyotes come a-howling around the ranches after dark
[00:37.239]And the bluebirds are a-singing to the lovely "meadow lark";
[00:41.684]Where the bighorns are a-grazing and the lonely plovers call —
[00:45.890]It was there that I attended "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball"
[00:50.163](whoo!)
[00:59.362]The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles;
[01:03.719]The ladies — "kind of scattering" — had gathered in for miles
[01:08.045]The room was togged out gorgeous - with mistletoe and shawls
[01:12.562]And candles flickered frescoes, around the airy walls
[01:16.943]The women folk looked lovely - the boys looked kinda treed
[01:21.280]Till the leader got to yelling: "Hey, fellers, let's stampede!"
[01:25.768]And the music started sighing, and availing through the hall
[01:30.144]As a kind of introduction to "The Cowboys Christmas Ball"
[01:43.314]Their leader was a feller that came from Swenson's ranch
[01:47.919]They called him "Windy Billy," from "little Dead man's Branch"
[01:52.119]His rig was "kinda careless," big spurs and high-heeled boots;
[01:56.615]He had the reputation that come when "a fellers shoots"
[02:00.906]His voice was like a bugle upon a mountainous height;
[02:05.444]His feet were animated an' a mighty, moving sight
[02:09.741]When he commenced to hollering, "Now, fellers stake your pen!"
[02:14.032]"Lock horns with all them heifers, and Russel them like men
[02:18.575]"Salute yer lovely critters; now swing and let them go
[02:23.039]"Climb the grape vine around them — all hands do-ce-do!
[02:27.359]"You Mavericks, join the round-up - Just skip her waterfall"
[02:31.720]Huh! It was getting happy, The Cowboys Christmas Ball
[02:44.983]Don't tell me about cotillions, or Germans, no sirree!
[02:49.204]That whirl at Carson City just takes the cake with me
[02:53.823]I'm sick of lazy shuffling's, of them I've had my fill
[02:58.328]Just Give me a frontier break-down, backed up by Wild Old Bill
[03:02.622]Mc Allister isn't nowhere, when Windy leads the show
[03:06.825]I've seen them both in harness, and so I sorta know
[03:11.434]Oh, Bill, I shall not forget you, and I'll oftentimes recall
[03:15.863]That lively gaited soiree — "The Cowboys Christmas Ball"
[03:21.188]Oh, Bill, I shall not forget you, and I'll oftentimes recall
[03:24.629]That lively gaited soiree — "The Cowboys Christmas Ball