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‘Sweet Betsy From Pike’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 217: Said a Pike County miner, ‘Will you dance with me?’ ‘Oh! yes,’ said Sweet Betsy, ‘if you don’t make too free; / If you want to know the reason why, / Doggone ye, I’m chock full of strong alkali.’. ‘Little Joe, the Wrangler’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 35: With his brogan shoes and overalls a tougher looking kid / You never in your life before had saw. ‘Little Joe, the Wrangler’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 35: So he he saddled up old Chaw one night and ‘lit a shuck’ this way. ‘Little Joe, the Wrangler’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 35: The boss he cut him out a mount and kindly put him on. ‘Little Joe, the Wrangler’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 35: He said if we would give him work he’d do the best he could, / Though he didn’t know straight up about a cow. ‘Boring For Oil’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 162: She lifted her garments in fear they might soil, / And she showed me the place to go boring for oil; / My feelings did tremble, my blood it did boil / As I pulled out my auger to go boring for oil. ‘Boring For Oil’ Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 162: She lifted her garments in fear they might soil, / And she showed me the place to go boring for oil. ‘Red Light Saloon’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 76: She twisted my mustache, she smoothed down my hair; / My ‘ellick’ grew hard; it did, I declare. ‘Red Light Saloon’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 76: I pulled out my hobo, and I gave her a shove, / Such glorious feelings from the Power above. ‘Red Light Saloon’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 76: Her room, she led the way to, / She pulled down the curtains, and at it we flew. ‘Boring For Oil’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 162: I hadn’t bored more than six inches I know, / And the oil from my auger so freely did flow; / ‘My character you’ve ruined, my garments did soil, / You’ve bursted the bedrock while boring for oil.’. ‘Red Light Saloon’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 76: I pulled out my hobo, and I gave her a shove, / Such glorious feelings from the Power above. ‘Bucking Bronco’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) xx: My love had a gun that was sturdy and long, / But he wore it to visit the lady gone wrong, / Though once it was strong and it shot straight and true / Now it wobbles and it buckles and it’s red, white, and blue. ‘The Bucking Bronco’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) xix: The first time I saw him ’twas early in spring, / He was riding a bronco, a high-headed thing. ‘The Bucking Bronco’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) xx: Beware of a cowboy who swings the rawhide, / He’ll love you, he’ll lay you, then one day he’ll go. ‘The Bucking Bronco’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) xx: My love had a gun that was sturdy and long, / But he wore it to visit the lady gone wrong, / Though once it was strong and it shot straight and true / Now it wobbles and it buckles and it’s red, white, and blue. ‘The Sea Crab’ Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 247: He put it in the piss pot safe for to keep. ‘Texas Ranger’s Lament’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 56: Those big alligators, the state legislators, / Are puffing and blowing two-thirds of their time. ‘Texas Ranger’s Lament’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 56: Those big alligators, the state legislators, / Are puffing and blowing two-thirds of their time; / But windy orations about rangers and rations / Never put in our pockets one-tenth of a dime. ‘Joe Williams’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 185: If you don’t like my little song, you can suck my dirty ass. ‘Joe Williams’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 184: Like all other old bull-punchers I love my whiskey tod. ‘Joe Williams’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 185: I went to punching bulls for the Stock and Lumber Wood. ‘Root, Hog, or Die’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 142: We went up to her room, and my prick it quickly rose, / Before I got it in the bitch, I shot it all over her clothes; / I took her in my arms, ‘Now, baby, don’t you cry, / I’ll get another hard on, and we’ll root, hog, or die.’. ‘Joe Williams’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 185: On Fifth Avenue I met a pretty lass, / I introduced her to my elick, and I shoved it up her ass. ‘All Night Long’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 171: I’m seeking a fair señorita, / Not thin, and yet not too much meat. ‘Joe Williams’ Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 185: On Fifth Avenue Avenue I met a pretty lass, / I introduced her to my click, and I shoved it up her ass. ‘Root, Hog, or Die’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 140: I had a notion in my head, cowpunching I would try, / Never thinking what I’d do about my root, hog, or die [...] We got our shaves and baths, and then struck out to try / To see if we could find release for our root, hog, or die [...] I went to piss, my asshole was on fire, / And I had a dozen shankers on my root, hog, or die. ‘Root, Hog, or Die’ Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 142: We went up to her room, and my prick it quickly rose, / Before I got it in the bitch, I shot it all over her clothes. ‘Root, Hog, or Die’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 142: We went up to her room, and my prick it quickly rose, / Before I got it in the bitch, I shot it all over her clothes. ‘All Night Long’ in Whorehouse Bells Were Ringing (1995) 171: We drank one or two as other folks do, / The night was wet, but she got wetter.