La Cucaracha Hat

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Ol' cowboy Ed wasn't much use on the cattle drive. Real broody sorta feller, and mighty creepy at night round the campfire. He sure could turn a phrase though. Not sure what caused him to become ill...we just chalked it up to the dysentery. Buried him just outside Wichita clutching the last thing he ever scribbled:Lo, my heart lies black'Neath atmosphere so blue;For I loathe each pitiful morning When I hear the cow moo.By golly, I miss that weirdo. Show more