OLD KIMBALL

(as sung by Texas Gladden)

Old Kimball 
Was a gray nag, 
Old Nellie 
Was a brown; 
Old Kimball 
Beat Old Nellie 
On the very 
First go-round. 

	And I see,  
	And I see,  
	And I see 
	On the fourth day  
	Of July.

His bridle 
Made of silver, 
His saddle 
Made of gold; 
And the value 
Of his harness 
It has never 
Yet been told. 

	And I see, ...
	
I'll get up 
In my buggy 
With my lines 
In my hand. 
"Good morning, 
Young lady." 
"Good morning, 
Young man." 

	And I see, ...
	
I often 
Have wondered 
What makes women 
Love men, 
Then looked back 
And wondered 
What makes men 
Love them. 

	And I see, ...
	
They'll cause you 
Hard labor 
They'll cause you 
Downfall 
They'll cause you 
Hard labor 
All behind the 
Old jail wall. 

	And I see, ...

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