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Boot and saddle, away! away! We must be far e'er the breaking of day. The standard is down, The foe's in the town, Forbidding us longer to stay, to stay.
Boot and saddle! we ride! we ride! Over the prairie land side by side, Our foemen behind, Speed swift as the wind, And gain on us steadily, stride by stride.