<p class="tit-song">THE SKEW-BALL BLACK <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page243" name="page243"></SPAN>(p. 243)</span></p>
<p>It was down to Red River I came,<br/>
Prepared to play a damned tough game,—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
<p>I crossed the river to the ranch where I intended to work,<br/>
With a big six-shooter and a derned good dirk,—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
<p>They roped me out a skew-ball black<br/>
With a double set-fast on his back,—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
<p>And when I was mounted on his back,<br/>
The boys all yelled, "Just give him slack,"—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
<p>They rolled and tumbled and yelled, by God,<br/>
For he threw me a-whirling all over the sod,—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
<p>I went to the boss and I told him I'd resign,<br/>
The fool tumbled over, and I thought he was dyin',—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
<p>And it's to Arkansaw I'll go back,<br/>
To hell with Texas and the skew-ball black,—<br/>
Whoa! skew, till I saddle you, whoa!</p>
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