[00:15.56] Way out in Old Nevada, where the Truckee's waters flow, [00:19.72] Where the cattle are "a-browzin'," an' the Spanish ponies grow; [00:24.12] Where the Northers "come a-whistlin'" from beyond the Neutral Strip; [00:28.43] And the prairie dogs are sneezin', as if they had "The Grip". [00:33.01] Where the cayotes come a-howlin' 'round the ranches after dark, [00:37.27] And the bluebirds are a-singin' to the lovely "meadow lark"; [00:41.62] Where the bighorns are a-grazin' and the lonely plovers call [00:46.13] It was there that I attended "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." [00:52.13] [00:59.63] The boys had left the ranches and come to town in piles; [01:03.78] The ladies—"kinda scatterin'"—had gathered in for miles. [01:08.06] The room was togged out gorgeous-with mistletoe and shawls, [01:12.79] And candles flickered frescoes, around the airy walls. [01:17.34] The women folk looked lovely-the boys looked kinda treed, [01:21.40] Till the leader got to yellin': "Hey! fellers, let's stampede," [01:25.97] And the music started sighin', an' awailin' through the hall [01:30.18] As a kind of introduction to "The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." [01:35.70] [01:43.88] Their leader was a feller that came from Swenson's ranch, [01:47.80] They called him "Windy Billy," from "little Deadman's Branch." [01:52.23] His rig was "kinda careless," big spurs and high-heeled boots. [01:56.67] He had the reputation that come when "a fellers shoots." [02:01.36] His voice was like a bugle upon a mountainous height; [02:05.46] His feet were animated an' a mighty, movin' sight, [02:09.91] When he commenced to hollerin', "Now, fellers stake your pen! [02:14.24] "Lock horns with all them heifers, an' russle 'em like men. [02:19.12] "Saloot yer lovely critters; now swing an' let 'em go, [02:23.18] "Climb the grape vine 'round 'em—all hands do-ce-do! [02:27.41] "You Mavericks, join the round-up- Just skip her waterfall," [02:32.15] Huh! It was gettin' happy, The Cowboys' Christmas Ball [02:37.84] [02:45.38] Don't tell me 'bout cotillions, or germans. No sire'ee! [02:49.43] That whirl at Carson City just takes the cake with me. [02:53.89] I'm sick of lazy shufflin's, of them I've had my fill, [02:58.95] Just Give me a frontier break-down, backed up by Wild Ol' Bill. [03:02.76] McAllister ain't nowhere, when Windy leads the show, [03:07.01] I've seen 'em both in harness, and so I sorta know— [03:11.38] Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget ya, and I'll oftentimes recall, [03:15.77] That lively gaited sworray—"The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." [03:20.59] Oh, Bill, I sha'n't forget ya, and I'll oftentimes recall, [03:24.61] That lively gaited sworray—"The Cowboys' Christmas Ball." [03:28.55]