Murder Steer

	  		
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Come all ye brave cow punchers, wherever you may be 
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My tale is of the nineties, when the west was wild and free 
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South Texas Brewster county, and early work was a goin' on 
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Three thousand head of cattle, thrown together in the dawn 

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Now the biggest outfits of that time were Wentworth and Dubois 
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Their rep was a man named Gilleland sent to represent their law 
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A man of pride and arrogance, he's oft described that way 
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And he set the wheels in motion for the horror of that day 

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Now on that day a yearling bull was claimed by Henry Pogh 
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And the roundup boss agreed, said with Henry he should go 
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Fine Gilleland loped over and cried produce the mama cow 
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Or you'll play hell a takin her and we'll settle her here and 
now 

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When Henry Pogh and Gilleland met in the center of the herd 
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Tragedy was near at hand though no one could hear their words 
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But when the dust had settled on that January day 
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Henry Pogh was found gunned down; Gilleland rode hard away 

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So the boys dragged out the yearling bull, branded murder on his 
hide 
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And January twenty on the maverick's other side 
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Then they turned him loose to wander like some phantom of the 
plains 
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In Texas on the full of the moon his legend still remains 
(This last verse is slowed down) 
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Out on the lonesome ranges, in the silent mists of dawn 
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The ghost steer comes a glidin', then suddenly he's gone 
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Still searchin' for the cowboys that placed a curse upon his 
hide 
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Doomed to roam eternity, murder branded on his hide