作词 : Tyson
 作曲 : Unknown
My name is Bob Fudge
I was born in Texas
Lampasas county back buring the war
Smallpox and Comanches took most of my family
Left my poor mother and brothers and me
So I headed north for to ride for the Blockers
They were contractin' herds for the Montana Range
In the spring of the year '82
We left ol' Lampasas
With 2,000 steers for the Little Big Horn.
Crossing our trails were many great rivers
All to be crossed not a bridge could we find
In the cold roilin' waters and the wild plunging cattle
There was many a young man took leave of his life
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Well we crossed at Doan's store into the Indian Nations
Saw the blood on the rocks where those cowboys had died
And on ta' Fort Dodge on the Arkansas River
Where gamblers an whores came to welcome us there
The great snow cap peaks where on our left side now
For many a mile in a great silent land
Ah' when I first saw Montana I knew I would love her
I'd ride her great ranges for the rest of my days
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Well she's all cut-and-dry now
The trails are all gone
I been to Yellowstone Park in an automobile
But I can still see um' swimmin'
Boys I can still hear um' runnin'
Yes I came off of the trail when cowboys was king
My name is Bob Fudge
I died in Montana
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