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The Little Brown Bulls
Not a thing on the river McClusky did fear
As he skidded the log with his big spotted steers.
Says Bull Gordon, the Yankee,` You`ll have your hands full
If you skid one log more than my little brown bulls.
They day was appointed and soon it drew nigh
For twenty-five dollars their fortune to try.
`Twas up to the logs and then fasten them on
`Hurry up! time`s a-wastin` and it`s no longer dawn!`
Then shouted McClusky as they started to pull
`I`ll skid two to one of the little brown bulls.`
To his little brown bulls Gordon said,` Never fear
For we`ll easily beat them, those big spotted steers.`
Now the sun had gone down when the foreman did say,
`Turn out, boys, turn out. You`ve enough for the day.`
As they scaled them and counted McClusky did smile
`Til the foreman says, `Mac, you`re behind by a mile.`
The boys then all laughed and McClusky did swear
As he tore out in handfuls his long yellow hair.
So it`s fill up your glasses and fill them up full,
And we`ll drink to Bull Gordon and his little brown bulls.`
A very popular song, based on a log-skidding contest in Wisconsin
in the 1870s. This version from Folk Songs out of
@logging @animal @contest
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