He began to sing also, whenever he knew the words.

Farther back, Pink took it up, and then the others joined in, until all unconsciously they had turned the monotonous drive into a triumphal march.
"They're a little bit rough I must confess, the most of them at least," prompted Andy, starting on the second verse alone because the others didn't know the song as well as he.

He waited a second for them to join him, and went on extolling the valor of all true cowboys: "But long's you do not cross their trail you can live with them at peace.
"But if you do they're sure to rule, the day you come to their land, "For they'll follow you up and shoot it out, and do it man to man." "Say, Weary! They tell me Florence Grace is sure hittin' the warpost! Ain't yuh scared ?" Weary shook his head and rode forward to ease the leaders into a narrow gulch that would cut off a mile or so of the journey.
"Taking 'em up One Man ?" called Pink, and got a nod for answer.

There was a lull in the singing while they shouted and swore at these stubborn cows who would have tried to break back on the way to a clover patch, until the gulch broadened into an arm of One Man Coulee itself.

It was all peaceful and easy and just as they had planned.