We were havin' a drink at Stockman's
Listenin' to the guitars ring
Jesse says, "You know, they sold the M.C. Horses."
"I'll be damned. When was that?"
I hadn't heard a thing
"Back in August, 100 head or more."

Yeah the people they come from everywhere
Just to bid on 'em high and low
And thereby own a piece of that legend
With the cow herd all dispersed
The old cavvy she had to go
Back in August, 100 hundred head or more

CHORUS:
So come on boys run 'em in
We're gonna let this sale begin
Last of the big remudas of the mighty M.C.
There's horses here for everyone
So saddle 'em kids let's get 'er done
By the time the Oregon sun goes down this outfit's history
This outfit's history

So the M.C. crew they rode 'em all
And the people all gathered 'round
One ol' boy gave two grand for Banjo
But Banjo took his trailer apart
When they tried to load him up for town
Back in August, 100 head or more

So if you ever have a beer at the Adel store
Say hi to Chuck and Annie
They'll show you them big old steer heads up there hangin'
When you ask, "Where have they gone?"
"Hell, they're gone like the M.C. cavvy"
Back in August, 100 head and more

CHORUS:

We were havin' a drink at Stockman's
Way out on the sagebrush sea
Jesse says, "You know, they sold the M.C. horses…"


© 1994 Slick Fork Music (SOCAN)