Unfit

was

I

for

the

Scar-

lett

Moun-

ties,

Dandy

dude

tow-

nies,

Drun-

kard

down

and

out-

ies

ButI

knowed

some

boys

that

I

once

called

fa-

mi-

ly

Moun-

ted

high

in

the

year

of

85

Ma-

jor

Ste-

wartwent

down

and

he

left

his

cows

Back

in

Fort

Mc-

Leod

When

the

news

circ-

led

round

That

the

Mé-

tis

had

eno-

ugh

And

there's

rus-

tlers

on

the

prowl

And

Assi-

ni-

bo-

ia

needsus

boys

To

straigh-

ten

her

out

Ro-

cky

Moun-

tain

Ran-

gers

Ri-

ding

o'er

the

plains

serve

Of all

the

wes-

tern

Cal-

ga-

ry

There's

none

a-

ny

stran-

ger

Ro-

cky

Moun-

tain

Ran-

gers

Well

equi-

pped

for

dan-

ger

Moun-

ted

high

in

the

year

of

85

One

e-

venings

pa-

trol

on

cy-

press

hills

We

drank

up

our

fill

And

the

hour

was

still

When

a

Win-

ches-

ter

shot

Like

the

ringing

of

a

bell

Some

boys

of

Ga-

briel

Du-

mont's

are

shoo-

ting

us

to

hell

So

it's

raise

up

your

six-

guns

Lest

we

be

un-

done

Rake

some

fur,

slack

them

reins

Letyour

po-

nies

run,

run

How

I

sur-

vived

I

may

ne-

ver

un-

der-

stand

son

Woo-

ly

times

in

the

year

of

85

Ro-

cky

Moun-

tain

Ran-

gers

Ri-

ding

o'er

the

plains

serve

Of all

the

wes-

tern

Cal-

ga-

ry

There's

none

a-

ny

stran-

ger

Ro-

cky

Moun-

tain

Ran-

gers

Well

equi-

pped

for

dan-

ger

Moun-

ted

high

in

the

year

of

85

Dis-

ban-

dedin

the

year

of

85