Текст песни «B. - Blood On The Saddle»
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BLOOD ON THE SADDLE
There was blood on the saddle, blood all around
And a great big puddle of blood on the ground
The cowboy lay in it, all covered with gore
He'll never ride tall in the saddle no more
Oh pity the cowboy, all bloody and dead
A bronco fell on him and mashed in his head
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Recorded by Tony Kraber in the dark ages (Folkway or Stimson, I
think...RG)
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