You, dear, never turned a hair.

10  

When the lightning flashed around us,

Rabbits stopped to let us by,--

Looked as if they said by halting,

"We can't race with things that fly!"

Coyotes sneaked off in the slough grass,

Prairie dogs stayed in their holes;

We was lubricated blazes,--

Couldn't stop to save our souls.

Up the hills we flew like swallows,

Down the slopes, a hurricane,

Bumped and jumped the humps and hollows,

Dragged the ground and riz again.

And I prayed, "Dear Lord, save Nancy,

For a desperate lover's sake!"

You was hangin' to my gallus,

And I felt it strain and break.

11  

Felt you holdin' to my boot-leg,

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