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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