My name is Bob Fudge
I was born in Texas
Lampasas County
Back during the war
Small Pox and Comanches
Took most of my family
Left my poor mother
My brothers and me
So I headed North
To ride for the Blockers
They were contractin' herds
On the Montana range
In the Spring of the year '82
We left ol' Lampasas
With two thousand steers
For the Little Big Horn
Crossing our trails
There were many great rivers
All to be crossed
Not a bridge would we find
In the cold rolling waters
And the wild plunging cattle
There was many a young man
Took leave of his life
I was born in Texas
Lampasas County
Back during the war
Small Pox and Comanches
Took most of my family
Left my poor mother
My brothers and me
So I headed North
To ride for the Blockers
They were contractin' herds
On the Montana range
In the Spring of the year '82
We left ol' Lampasas
With two thousand steers
For the Little Big Horn
Crossing our trails
There were many great rivers
All to be crossed
Not a bridge would we find
In the cold rolling waters
And the wild plunging cattle
There was many a young man
Took leave of his life
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