DID YOU EVER DO THE SQUARE?, Page #0226
The cowboys of Springer, New Mexico, gave their fourth annual ball in that city.
They sent something like eight hundred invitations at home, and abroad,
inscribed with appropriate verse, as follows :
Caller, let no echo slumber,
Fiddler sweatin' like a steer,
Huff s a-p oundin' at the lumber,
Makin' music the stars could hear ;
Hug the gals up when we swing 'em,
Raise them plum off their feet.
Balance, all ye saddle warmers,
Rag a little, shake your feet,
On to next 'un, and repeat it,
Balance to the next in waitin',
Promenade, and off you go,
Seat your pards, and let 'em blow. "
Get yo' little sagehens ready,
DID YOU EVER DO THE SQUARE?
Trot 'em out upon the floor.
Line up there, you cusses ! Steady !
Lively, now. One couple more.
Shorty, shed thet old sombrero !
Broncho, douse thet cigarette ;
Stop thet cussin', Casimero,
'Fore the ladies ! Now, all set !
S'lute your ladies, all together !
Ladies opposite the same—
Hit the lumber with your leathers !
Balance all, an' swing your dame !