Tying Knots in the Devil's Tail-Michael Martin Murphey
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[00:00.00]Tying Knots in the Devil's Tail - Michael Martin Murphey
[00:10.75]Way high up in the Sierry Peaks
[00:12.88]Where the yellow-jack pines grow tall
[00:15.06]Sandy Bob and Buster Jiggs
[00:17.19]Had a round-up camp last fall
[00:19.56]They'd taken their ponies and their running irons
[00:21.75]Maybe a dog or two
[00:23.81]And they lowed thy'd brand every long-eared calf
[00:26.31]That came within their view
[00:28.44]Now many a long-eared doggie
[00:30.53]That didn't push up by day
[00:32.78]Had his old ears whittled and his old hide sizzled
[00:34.97]In a most artistic way
[00:37.08]Now Sandy Bob he said one day
[00:39.45]As he throwed his cigar down
[00:41.45]I'm tired of this cowography
[00:43.58]And I allows I'm a going into town
[00:55.14]Well they saddled their ponies up and they struckem a lope
[00:57.45]And how them boys could ride
[00:59.27]And them was the days that a ol cowboy
[01:01.45]Could oil up his whole inside
[01:03.70]Well they started out at the Kentucky Bar
[01:05.95]At the head of the Whisky Row
[01:08.20]And they wound down at the Depot House
[01:10.33]About forty drinks below
[01:12.64]Well they setem up and they turned 'em around
[01:14.96]And they went the other way
[01:17.01]And I swear the God-forsaken truth
[01:18.95]Them boys got drunk that day
[01:21.51]They mounted up and they headed to camp
[01:23.83]And they was packing a pretty good load
[01:26.08]When who should they meet
[01:27.39]But the Devil himself
[01:28.32]Come prancing down the road
[01:39.73]Well the devil says You ornery skunks
[01:41.67]You better hunt your holes
[01:43.86]Cause I'm the Devil from Hell's rim rock
[01:46.17]Come to gather in your souls
[01:48.23]Sandy Bob said Devil be damned
[01:50.73]We may be a little bit tight
[01:52.73]But before you gather any cowboy souls
[01:55.05]You're gonna have a helluva fight
[01:57.11]He swung his rope and he swung it straight
[01:59.60]And he also swung it true
[02:01.55]He caught the Devil by both his horns
[02:03.92]And taken his dallies too
[02:05.98]Now Buster Jigg was a reata man
[02:08.30]With his rawhide coiled up neat
[02:10.36]He shook it out and he built him a loop
[02:13.05]And he latched the Devils hind feet
[02:24.16]Well they stretches him out and they tails him down
[02:26.23]While the running-irons were getting hot
[02:28.16]And they cropped and swallow-forked his ears
[02:30.60]And they branded him up a lot
[02:32.80]And left there here pick night black jack cold
[02:35.17]But for this life to a little pin oak
[02:38.86]Tied ten knots in his tail for a joke
[02:41.68]Now when you're high in the Sierry Peaks
[02:44.17]And you hear one hell of a wail
[02:46.24]It's just the Devil himself
[02:48.05]Yelling bout them knots in his tail
[ar:Michael Martin Murphey]
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[00:00.00]Tying Knots in the Devil's Tail - Michael Martin Murphey
[00:10.75]Way high up in the Sierry Peaks
[00:12.88]Where the yellow-jack pines grow tall
[00:15.06]Sandy Bob and Buster Jiggs
[00:17.19]Had a round-up camp last fall
[00:19.56]They'd taken their ponies and their running irons
[00:21.75]Maybe a dog or two
[00:23.81]And they lowed thy'd brand every long-eared calf
[00:26.31]That came within their view
[00:28.44]Now many a long-eared doggie
[00:30.53]That didn't push up by day
[00:32.78]Had his old ears whittled and his old hide sizzled
[00:34.97]In a most artistic way
[00:37.08]Now Sandy Bob he said one day
[00:39.45]As he throwed his cigar down
[00:41.45]I'm tired of this cowography
[00:43.58]And I allows I'm a going into town
[00:55.14]Well they saddled their ponies up and they struckem a lope
[00:57.45]And how them boys could ride
[00:59.27]And them was the days that a ol cowboy
[01:01.45]Could oil up his whole inside
[01:03.70]Well they started out at the Kentucky Bar
[01:05.95]At the head of the Whisky Row
[01:08.20]And they wound down at the Depot House
[01:10.33]About forty drinks below
[01:12.64]Well they setem up and they turned 'em around
[01:14.96]And they went the other way
[01:17.01]And I swear the God-forsaken truth
[01:18.95]Them boys got drunk that day
[01:21.51]They mounted up and they headed to camp
[01:23.83]And they was packing a pretty good load
[01:26.08]When who should they meet
[01:27.39]But the Devil himself
[01:28.32]Come prancing down the road
[01:39.73]Well the devil says You ornery skunks
[01:41.67]You better hunt your holes
[01:43.86]Cause I'm the Devil from Hell's rim rock
[01:46.17]Come to gather in your souls
[01:48.23]Sandy Bob said Devil be damned
[01:50.73]We may be a little bit tight
[01:52.73]But before you gather any cowboy souls
[01:55.05]You're gonna have a helluva fight
[01:57.11]He swung his rope and he swung it straight
[01:59.60]And he also swung it true
[02:01.55]He caught the Devil by both his horns
[02:03.92]And taken his dallies too
[02:05.98]Now Buster Jigg was a reata man
[02:08.30]With his rawhide coiled up neat
[02:10.36]He shook it out and he built him a loop
[02:13.05]And he latched the Devils hind feet
[02:24.16]Well they stretches him out and they tails him down
[02:26.23]While the running-irons were getting hot
[02:28.16]And they cropped and swallow-forked his ears
[02:30.60]And they branded him up a lot
[02:32.80]And left there here pick night black jack cold
[02:35.17]But for this life to a little pin oak
[02:38.86]Tied ten knots in his tail for a joke
[02:41.68]Now when you're high in the Sierry Peaks
[02:44.17]And you hear one hell of a wail
[02:46.24]It's just the Devil himself
[02:48.05]Yelling bout them knots in his tail
