The Arizona Boys and Girls

The boys in this country they try to be plain —

Those words that you hear you may hear them again

With twice as much added on if you can.

There's many a boy who thinks he's a man.

They'll go to their parties, their whiskey they'll take,

And out in the dark their bottles they'll break;

You'll hear one say, "There's a bottle round here;

So come around, boys, and we'll all take a share."

There is some wears shoes and some wears boots,

But there are very few that rides who don't shoot;

More than this I'll tell you what they'll do,

They'll get them a watch and a ranger hat too;

They'll go in the hall with spurs on their heel;

They'll get them a partner to dance the next reel,

Saying, "How do I look in my new brown suit,

With my pants stuffed down in the top of my boot?"

Now, I think it's quite time to leave off these lads,

For here are some girls that's fully as bad;

They'll trim up their dresses and curl up their hair,

And like an old owl 'fore the looking-glass stare.

The girls in the country they grin like a cat,

And with giggling and laughing don't know where they're at;

They think they're pretty, and I tell you they're wise,

But they couldn't get married to save their two eyes.

You can tell a good girl wherever she's found;

No trimming, no laces, no nonsense around;

With a long-eared bonnet tied under her chin, —

She'll marry you if you are broke or if you have the tin.

They'll go to church with their snuff-box in hand,

They'll give it a tap to make it look grand;

Perhaps there is another one or two

And they'll pass it around and it's "Madam, won't you?"

Now, I think it's quite time for this ditty to end;

If there's any one here that it will offend,

If there's any one here that thinks it amiss,

Just come round and give the singer a kiss.