Llano: the Llano River in central Texas
Chopo was the name of Jack Thorp's favorite horse, a black Morgan-Arabian cross, who saved Jack's life more than once.
Through Rocky aroyas so dark and so deep
Down sides of mountains so slippery and steep
Your sure footed good judgment wherever you go
Your safety conveyance my little Chopo
With a single or double or lead of a team
Over highways and biways or crossing a stream
You're always in fix and your willi'n to go
Whenever you're called on my little Chopo
Oh Chopo my Pony
Chopo my pride
Chopo mi amigo
Chopo I'll ride
From Mexico's border
Cross Texas Llano
To the Salt Pecos River
I ride you Chopo
You're a good ropin' horse you were never jerked down
When tied to a steer, you'll circle him 'round
Let him once cross the string and over he'll go
You sabe the business my cowhorse Chopo
One night on the Yano a hailstorm began
Cattle stampeded, the horses all ran
The lightening it glittered, the cyclone did blow
You faced the sweet music my little Chopo
Oh Chopo my Pony
Chopo my pride
Chopo mi amigo
Chopo I'll ride
From Mexico's border
Cross Texas Llano
To the Salt Pecos River
I ride you Chopo
Oh Chopo my Pony
Chopo my pride
Chopo mi amigo
Chopo I'll ride
From Mexico's border
Cross Texas Llano
To the Salt Pecos River
I ride you Chopo
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