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THE GIRL AT THE NATIVE DOG, by            
First Line: There was a gay young cattle-man
Last Line: On that girl at native dog.
Alternate Author Name(s): Grey, Steele
Subject(s): Love - Complaints; Unfaithfulness; Infidelity; Adultery; Inconstancy

THERE was a gay young cattle-man
Who drove to Campbell's Hill,
He used to drove from Congewai
And I think he does so still.

He flirted with the maidens
Who lived along the route,
For he was a lady-killer and
Knew how to play the flute.

There was one he much admired
Who lived upon the rise,
He praised her form and figure
And raved about her eyes.

Her home was on the hilltop
Away from swamp and bog
In a high and dry locality—they
Call it Native Dog.

And every time when passing,
Or so I hear them say,
With her he'd spend an hour or two
To pass the time away.

She thought that he meant business
And so did many more,
But it seems she made a slight mistake,
As girls have done before.

Alas, for his sincerity,
This cattle-man so gay,
It seems that he was one of those
Who love and ride away.

He wooed her in the starlight,
And won her in the fog,
But he never popped the question
To the girl at Native Dog.

And now she's sad and lonely
And wears a sullen frown,
Since she heard that he is flirting
With another girl in town.

And I fancy when she meets him
She will scald him like a hog,
For the hair is somewhat ginger
On that girl at Native Dog.

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