Rusty Jiggs and Sandy Sam (The Sierry Petes)-Jack Elliott

[ti:Rusty Jiggs and Sandy Sam (The Sierry Petes)] [ar:Jack Elliott] [al:At Lansdowne Studios, London] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.53]Rusty Jiggs and Sandy Sam (The Sierry Petes) - Jack Elliott [00:03.58]Written by：traditional [00:04.68] [00:05.59]It was way high up in the Sierry Petes [00:07.99]Where the yellow pines grow tall [00:09.57] [00:10.47]Rusty jiggs and sandy sam [00:12.32]Had a round up camp last fall [00:14.08] [00:15.74]They had their pony's and their running irons [00:17.87]And maybe a dog or two [00:19.37] [00:19.97]And they 'lowed they'd brand all the loppy calves [00:22.24]That came within their view [00:23.74] [00:36.27]Well many a loppier dogie [00:38.14] [00:38.69]That didn't hush up by day [00:39.90] [00:40.65]Had his long ears whittled and his old hide scorched [00:43.00]In a most artistic way [00:44.50] [00:45.96]Then says rusty jiggs to sandy sam [00:48.12]As he throwed his seago down [00:49.92] [00:50.45]I'm tired of cow biography [00:52.55]And I figures I'll go to town [00:54.06] [00:54.70]So saddles up and they hits them a lope [00:56.95]For it weren't no side of a ride [00:58.58] [00:59.20]Them was the days when an old cow punch [01:01.36]Could oil up his old insides [01:02.79] [01:04.43]All starts in kentucky bar [01:06.66]At the head of the whisky row [01:08.63]And they ends her up at the depot house [01:10.85]Some forty drinks below [01:12.96]Then they winds her up and turns her around [01:15.14]And goes her the other way [01:16.69] [01:17.40]Tell you the lord forsaken truth [01:19.25]Them boys got drunk that day [01:21.12] [01:30.93]Well as they was a headin' back to camp [01:33.10]And packin' a mighty good load [01:34.55] [01:35.41]Who should they meet but the devil himself [01:37.26]Come prancin' down the road [01:38.76] [01:39.39]And the devil he said you cowboy skunks [01:41.39]You better go hunt your hole [01:43.00] [01:43.70]'Cause I've come up from the hell's rim rocks [01:45.97]To gather in your souls [01:47.24] [01:47.94]Says rusty jiggs to the devil [01:50.00]Though I know we're tight [01:51.63] [01:52.25]No devil ever took an old cow punch [01:54.22]Without one kind of a fight [01:55.85] [01:56.48]So he builds him a hole in his old throw rope [01:58.74]And he throw'd it straight and true [01:59.97] [02:00.65]He caught the devil right around the horns [02:02.96]He takes his dallies too [02:04.37] [02:05.02]Now sandy sam was a reata man [02:07.10]With his good line coiled up neat [02:08.60] [02:09.26]But he shakes her out and he builds him a loop [02:11.41]And he caught the devil's hind feet [02:12.83] [02:13.45]They threw him down on the desert ground [02:15.51]While the irons was a getting hot [02:17.11] [02:17.63]They cropped and swallow forked his ears [02:19.95]And branded him up a lot [02:21.21] [02:21.92]And they pruned him up with a dehorning saw [02:23.93]And knotted his tail for a joke [02:25.50] [02:26.11]Rode off and left him bellowing there [02:28.24]Necked up to a lilac jack oak [02:29.67] [02:40.72]Now if you're ever up in the sierry petes [02:42.85]And you hear a hell of a wail [02:44.33] [02:44.87]You'll know it ain't nothin' but the devil himself [02:46.71]Raisin' hell about the knots in his tail