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DOWN IN THE SCRUB OAK TIMBER OF THE SOUTHEAST TEXAS GULF THERE USED TO RIDE A BRAKEMAN AND A BRAKEMAN DOUBLE TOUGH HE WORKED THE TOWN OF KILGORE AND LONGVIEW NINE MILES DOWN US TRAVELERS CALLED HIM EAST TEXAS RED THE MEANEST BULL AROUND I RODE BY NIGHT AND BY BROAD DAYLIGHT IN WIND AND SNOW AND SUN I ALWAYS SEEN LITTLE EAST TEXAS RED SPORTING HIS SMOOTH RUNNING GUN THE TALE GOT SWITCHED DOWN THE STEMS AND MAIN AND EVERYBODY SAID THE MEANEST MAN ON THE SHINEY RAILS WAS LITTLE EAST TEXAS RED IT WAS EARLY IN THE MORNING AND ALONG TOWARDS NINE OR TEN A COUPLE OF BOYS ON THE HUNT OF A JOB STOOD IN THE BLIZZARDY WIND HUNGRY AND COLD THEY KNOCKED ON THE DOORS OF THE WORKING FOLKS AROUND FOR A PIECE OF MEAT AND A SPUD OR TWO TO BOIL A STEW AROUND RED HE COME DOWN THE CINDER DUMP AND HE FLAGGED THE NUMBER TWO HE KICKED THEIR BUCKET OVER A BUSH AND HE DUMPED OUT ALL THEIR STEW A TRAVELER SAID MISTER EAST TEXAS RED YOU BETTER GET EVERYTHING FIXED 'CAUSE YOU'RE GONNA RIDE YOUR LITTLE BLACK TRAIN JUST ONE YEAR FROM TODAY RED HE LAUGHED AS HE CLUMB THE BANK AND SWUNG ASIDE OF A WHEELER THE BOYS CAUGHT A TANKER TO SEMINOLE AND WEST TO AMARILLO THEY STRUCK THEM A JOB OF OIL FIELD WORKDAND FOLLOWED A PIPE LINE DOWN IT TOOK THEM LOTS OF PLACES TILL THE YEAR HAD ROLLED AROUND ON ONE COLD AND WINTERY DAY THEY HOOKED THEM A GULF BOUND TRAIN THEY SHIVVERED AND SHOOK WITH DOUGH IN THEIR CLOTHES TO OLD KILGORE AGAIN OVER HILLS OF SAND AND HARD FROZE ROADS WHERE THE COTTON WAGONS ROLL ON PAST THE TOWN OF KILGORE AND ON TO OLD LONGVIEW WITH THEIR WARM SUITS OF CLOTHES AND OVERCOATS THEY WALK INTO A STORE THEY PAY A MAN FOR SOME MEAT AND STUFF TO FIX A STEW ONCE MORE THE TIES THEY WALK BACK PAST THE YARDS TILL THEY COME TO THE SAME OLD SPOT WHERE EAST TEXAS RED JUST A YEAR AGO HAD DUMPED THEIR LAST STEW POT THE SMOKE OF THEIR FIRE WENT HIGHER AND HIGHER A MAN COME DOWN THE LINE HE DUCKED HIS HEAD IN THE BLIZZARDY WIND AND WAVED OLD NUMBER NINE HE WALKED OFF DOWN THE CINDER DUMP TILL HE COME TO THE SAME OLD SPOT AND THERE WAS THE SAME THREE MEN AGAIN AROUND THAT SAME LITTLE POT RED WENT TO HIS KNEES AND HE HOLLERED PLEASE DON'T PULL THAT TRIGGER ON ME I DID NOT GET MY BUSINESS FIXED BUT HE DID NOT GET HIS SAY A GUN WHEELED OUT OF AN OVERCOAT AND IT PLAYED THE OLD ONE TWO AND RED WAS DEAD WHEN THE OTHER TWO MEN SET DOWN TO EAT THEIR STEW