Say, Pard, have you sighted a schooner,
Way out on the Santafe Trail,
They made it here monday or sooner,
With a water keg tied to the tail.
There was Daddy and Maw on theÃÃmule seat,
And somewhere along by the way
Was a towheaded gal on a pinto,
Alongside the Santafe Trail.
2. I seen her ride down the arroya,
ÃWay out on the Arkansas,
With a smile like an acre of sunflowers,
And a little brown quirt in her hand.