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And we’ll ride out together, up that road to skedaddle I bought me a saddle on which to skedaddle, But I hadn’t a horse to put under. I could hear the herd comin’ and see the herd goin’ And their hooves were a beatin’ like thunder. And, that sound seemed to say “Cowboy, step away, ‘Cause if you stand in this road, you’ll go under.”