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Down in the scrub oak country
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To the South East Texas Gulf
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There used to ride a brakeman
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A brakeman double tough
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He worked the town of Kilgore
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And Longview, twelve miles down
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And the travellers all said, little East Texas Red
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Was the meanest bull around

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If you rode by night or the broad daylight
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Or the wintry wind or the sun
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You could always see little East Texas Red
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A-sporting his smooth running gun
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And the tail got switched down the stems and mains
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And everybody said
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That the meanest bull on them shiny irons
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Was little East Texas Red

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It was on a cold and a windy old night
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And along towards nine or ten
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A couple of boys on the hunt of a job
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They stood in that blizzardry wind
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They were hungry and cold and they knocked on the doors
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Of the working people around
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For a piece of meat or a carrot or spud
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Just to boil the stew around

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Well, East Texas Red comes down the line
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And he swung off that old Number Two
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He kicked their bucket over a bush
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And he dumped out all of their stew
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And the travellers said, "Little East Texas Red
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You better get your business straight
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'Cause you're gonna ride the little black train
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Just one year from today"

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Well, Red he laughed and he climbs on the bank
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And he swings off the side of a wheeler
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And the boys caught a tanker to Seminole
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Then west to Amarillo
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And they caught 'em a job of oil field work
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And they followed the pipeline down
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It took 'em a lot of places before
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The year had rolled around

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Then on a cold and a windy morning
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They caught 'em a Gulf bound train
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They shivered and shook with the dough in their clothes
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To the scrub oak flats again
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With their warm suit of clothes and their overcoats on
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They walked into a store
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They paid the man for some meat and stuff
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To boil the stew once more

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The ties they tracked down that cinder dump
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'Til they came to the same old spot
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Where East Texas Red, just one year ago
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Had dumped their last stew pot

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Well, the smoke of their fire rose higher and higher
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And old Red come down the line
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With his head down low in the wintry wind
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He waved old Number nine
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And he walks on down to the jumble yard
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Then he comes to the same old spot
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And there was the same two men again
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Around that same stew pot

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Red went to his knees and he hollered, "Please,
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Don't you pull your trigger on me
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I did not get my business straight"
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But he did not get a say
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'Cause a gun wheeled out of an overcoat
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And it played that old one-two
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And Red was dead when the other two men
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Sat down to eat their stew