The Cowboys' Christmas Ball

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Way out in ol' Nevada Where the Truckee's waters flow Where the cattle are a-browsin' And the Spanish ponies grow Where the northers come a-whistlin' From beyond the Neutral Strip And the prairie dogs are sneezin' As if they had the grippe Where the coyotes come a-howlin' Round the ranches after dark And the bluebirds are singin' To the lovely meadowlark Where the bighorns are a-grazin' And the lonely plovers call It was there that I attended The Cowboys' Christmas Ball The boys had left the ranches And come to town in piles The ladies kinda scatterin' Had gathered in for miles The room was togged out gorgeous With mistletoe and shawls And candles flickered frescoes Around the airy wall The women-folk looked lovely The boys looked kinda treed Till the leader got to yellin' Hey fellers, let's stampede And the music started sighin' An' a-wailin' through the hall As a kind of introduction To The Cowboys' Christmas Ball Their leader was a feller That came from Swenson's Ranch They called him Windy Billy From little Deadman's Branch His rig was kinda careless Big spurs and high-heeled boots He had the reputation That come when a feller shoots His voice was like a bugle Upon a mountainous height His feet were animated In a mighty movin' sight When he commenced to hollerin' Now fellers, stake your pen Lock horns with all them heifers An' rustle ‘em like men Salute yer lovely critters Now swing an' let ‘em go Climb the grapevine round ‘em All hands do-si-do! You mavericks, join the round-up Just skip her waterfall Huh! It was gettin' happy The Cowboys' Christmas Ball Don't tell me 'bout cotillions Or Germans no sirree That whirl at Carson City Just takes the cake with me I'm sick of lazy shufflins Of them I've had my fill Just give me a frontier breakdown Backed up by Wild Bill McAllister ain't nowhere When Windy leads the show I've seen 'em both in harness And so I sorta know Oh, Bill, I shan't forget ya And I'll oftentimes recall That lively gaited soire The Cowboys' Christmas Ball Oh, Bill, I shan't forget ya And I'll oftentimes recall That lively gaited soire The Cowboys' Christmas Ball