First time old Dood laid eyes on Juanita
Knew then and there she was the one
She gave him a love every man knows is needed
She gave him a daughter, she gave him a son


One day while Juanita was out on the garden
A bandit rode up without makin' a sound
Dood was workin' the plow, far away from his rifle
Tried to get to it, but the bandit drew down

Last thing he remembered was Juanita screamin'
As the world faded black and Dood crumpled down
When hе came to, the bandit was nowherе to be seen
His true love Juanita nowhere to be found

Man and his rifle, a mule, and his hound
One in the saddle, one on the ground

Saw the ball had passed through clean as a church floor
And the wound was washed up by Sam, his old hound
So he saddled up Shamrock and powdered his rifle
Put on his old hat, worn, weathered, and brown

Told his son to stay strong, take care of his sister
Till Daddy returned with Mama safe and sound
Then they set out together to go find Juanita
Old Dood in the saddle, Sam on the ground
Vowin' never to stop till Juanita was found


Man and his rifle, a mule, and his hound
One in the saddle, one on the ground
One in the saddle and one on the ground