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[Verse 1]
My name is Bob FEmudge I was born in Texas Lampasas CouAmnty
Back during the war
Small Pox and ComaEmnches Took most of my family LeAmft my poor mother, My brothGers, and Emme
So I headed North To ride for the Blockers
They were contractin' heAmrds On the Montana range In the SprEming of the year '82
We left ol' Lampasas
With two thouAmsand steers GFor the Little Big HorEmn
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Crossing our traCils There were many great rivAmers All to be crosCsed Not a bridge would we fiDnd
[Verse 2]
In the cold rolling waEmters And the wild plunging cattle There was many a youAmng man TookG leave of his lifEme
[Chorus] C G Am Am G C Em [Verse 3] Well we crossed at Doan's Store Into the Indian nation
Saw the blood on the rocAmks Where those cowboys had died Then it's on Fort DoEmdge
On the Arkansas River
Where gambAmlers and the whores AlGl welcomed us thEmere
[Chorus]
And the great snowcapped peCaks Are on our left side nAmow For many milCes In the great silent laDnd
[Verse 4]
When I first saw MontEmana I knew I would love her I would ride her great rangAmes 'Til the enGd of my dayEms
[Chorus] C G Am G C Em [Verse 5] But she's all cut-and-dry now And the trails are all gone
I've been to Yellowstone PaAmrk In an automobile But I can still see 'em swimmEming
Boys, I can still hear 'em running
I came off of the traiAmls When cowboys was king
My name is Bob FuEmdge I died in Montana
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