<p class="tit-song">DOWN SOUTH ON THE RIO GRANDE <span class="pagenum"><SPAN id="page331" name="page331"></SPAN>(p. 331)</span></p>
<p>From way down south on the Rio Grande,<br/>
Roll on steers for the Post Oak Sand,—<br/>
Way down south in Dixie, Oh, boys, Ho.</p>
<p>You'd laugh fur to see that fellow a-straddle<br/>
Of a mustang mare on a raw-hide saddle,—<br/>
Way down south in Dixie, Oh, boys, Ho.</p>
<p>Rich as a king, and he wouldn't be bigger<br/>
Fur a pitchin' hoss and a lame old nigger,—<br/>
Way down south in Dixie, Oh, boys, Ho.</p>
<p>Ole Abe kep' gettin' bigger an' bigger,<br/>
'Til he bust hisself 'bout a lame old nigger,—<br/>
Way down south in Dixie, Oh, boys, Ho.</p>
<p>Old Jeff swears he'll sew him together<br/>
With powder and shot instead of leather,—<br/>
Way down south in Dixie, Oh, boys, Ho.</p>
<p>Kin cuss an' fight an' hold or free 'em,<br/>
But I know them mavericks when I see 'em,—<br/>
Way down south in Dixie, Oh, boys, Ho.</p>
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