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    Aug 4, 2026, 5:34 AM

    A sample.
    OCR alt text was decent; I cleaned it up a bit

    Powder River Let'er Buck THE ROUNDUP «powder River, let’er buck,” a surging mass of cattle Roundup wagon’s full of chuck pots and pans a'rattle Steers and doggies, beefs and broncs, heaving flanks a’quiver Hear the wranglers yip, “Whoopee, hurrah fer “Powder River.” Clouds of dust and ropes awhirl, snubbing broncs a’standing Bellowing mavericks holding down, every outfit branding Deep the mud and cold the rain, loud the rolling thunder Slickers nigh for buckaroos, and waddies crawlin under. Loud the steers and heifers bawling, doggies all a’roaming ! Strays set out for stomping grounds and headed for Wyoming Bridles off for feeding grounds horns and hoofs a’rattle One eye open; half asleep, aherdin’ onery cattle.
    old “Red” smith the wagon cook, bacon bean, , J iad ad they don’t care a cuss, ty, he They from “powder River” : Cookie yells from pots and pans, Come on yuh ornery guzzards Come and get er or out she goes, I'll feed her to the buzzards. Herders left and herders right, brones and cup, horses ; Sougans under starry skies, wagons for the bosse Old chinook’s a’changing west, angry bulls a’hoor,. ing Stark above the feeding grounds, the Rocky Moun:. ains looming. Flopping hats and shaggy chaps, doggies all a’shiver Top screws shouting, “Spool yore beds, and home fer “Powder River” Circling riders singing low, a’zooming o'er the prairies Pens a bulging, hear them shout, “We're going’ tuh see our Marys.” Thundering hoofs across the range, sunburnt hides and faces Twisters spinning east and west, cowboys running races. Scratch So broncs you riding fools, A big whoopee hey giver “We're wild and wooly full of fleas, and bound fer fi y Tull ut fleas, and boun “Powder River.”
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