He was away in the Navy
somewhere upon the seas,
serving Uncle Sam,
whoever that dude was.
The cowboys saw his picture
at the post office in town;
they often dreamed of meeting him
on Main Street at sundown.
One day big brother came home,
his face sunburnt as fire;
he ate chow with the cowboys
with six guns loaded, hats on.
He poked fun at their duds,
told 'em to take a bath;
the cowboys said to be careful
he was still on dry land.
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