The Trail of Tears we Sturdy Braves must face Shows the Lone Star Maiden who won his Cause Celebrate! Even Defeat sings your Praise Now our Songs extract Victory from Loss Just how Darling Painful this News must be Which Fifty Swords stab our Sole Hearts intact We are Respectful here; Just wait and see If this Edict of Worries paint us Black This is NOT the Way! My Promise to You Even though you know me not from Adam I am a Cowboy mighty Honest and True West Traditions unite: Godspeed, my Madam! Look, Diver Boy! The Medal on your Neck Scowls at your Value and asks you to Relfect.