First time ol' Dood Laid eyes on Juanita He 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 in the garden A bandit rode up Without making a sound Dood was working the plow Far away from his rifle Tried to get to it But the Bandit drew down Last thing he remembered Was Juanita screaming As the world faded black And Dood crumpled down When he came to, the bandit Was nowhere to be seen His true love Juanita Nowhere to be found A man and his rifle A mule and his hound One in the saddle One on the ground He 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 And 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 Ol' Dood in the saddle And Sam on the ground Vowing never to stop Till Juanita is found A man and his rifle A mule and his hound One in the saddle One on the ground One in the saddle One on the ground