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Out On The Trail
Author: Don Fraser

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Out on the trail one day
Thatís where the cowboys play
I was chasiní a cayoos
Thatís a horse that, had gotten loose.
Then my horse stepped in a hole,
It was probably made by a mole.
My horse went down
I fell on the cold ground
The critter I was after got away,
But I will get him another day.

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