Yip! Yip! Yip! Yip! tunin' up the fiddle;
Well, them as likes the exercise sure can have it all!
Right wing, lady swings, and sashay down the middle . . .
But this beats dancin' at the Cowboys' Ball.
Henry Herbert Knibbs.
PART III
COWBOY TYPES
DOWN where the Rio Grande ripples —
When there's water in its bed;
Where no man is ever drunken —
All prefer mescal instead;
Where no lie is ever uttered —
There being nothin' one can trade;
Where no marriage vows are broken
'Cause the same are never made.