Woody Guthrie - Ranger's Command Lyrics
RANGER'S COMMANDCome all of you cowboys all over this landI'll sing you the law of the Ranger's command.To hold a six-shooter and never to runAs long as there's bullets in both of your guns.I met a fair maiden whose name I don't knowI asked her to the round-up with me would she go.She said she'd go with me to the cold round-upAnd drink that hard liquor from a cold bitter cup.We started for the round-up in the fall of the yearExpecting to get there with a herd of fat steer.When the rustlers broke on us in the dead hour of nightShe rose from her warm bed a battle to fight.She rose from her warm bed with a gun in each handSaying, "Come all you cowboys, and fight for your land."Come all of you cowboys, and don't ever runAs long as there's bullets in both of your guns.From Woody Guthrie.Recorded by Guthrie, Baez.@cowboy @outlawfilename[ RANGRCMDplay.exe RANGRCMDRG===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY