Duck Girl

I’m an old duck rover from out in Montana
I round up them duckies and drive them along
To a flooded corral where we bulldog and brand them
Mosey on home just a singing this song

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Singing quack quack yippie a and quack quack yippie oh
Get along little duckies get along real slow
It’s dirty and smelly and it really don’t pay
But I’ll be a duck girl ‘till the end of my days

On Saturday nights I ride into town
On my short-legged pony with my hat pulled way down
But the boys don’t like duck girls and I can’t figure out why
No cowgirl could be more romantic than I

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There’s danger adventure and romance I know
From a waddling stampede to a duck rodeo
But there’s loneliness too and it cuts to the bone
When you smell like duck feathers you’re always alone

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