They got him drunk as hell

They caught him way off balance

He could not walk or stand

So they thought they could take him

They had a plan to trip him

As he stumbled by and kick him

Their tiny brains were bubbling

His filthy mouth was mumbling



Get

Get

Get off my horse



He's in the trunk and still now

Unconscious and he's bleeding

They cut him wide open

Several times they stabbed him

He had burned his brothers

As if they were not of his family

Dug deep enough for covering

The hole where they'd be lowering



Get

Get

Get off my horse



After they sunk his body

And covered up their tracks

They thought of ways or means

To lie about what they had done

They told their pa

The he had gone off into the woods

By himself

The got old ma to worrying

But not about some burying



Get

Get

Get off my horse