The cowboy Song

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1. Pushin' horns weren't easy like 
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the movies said it was,
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    and I don't recall no dance hall
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 girls or hotel rooms with rugs.
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    You worked hot and tired and 
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nasty, rode you pony's head too 
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low,
there were all the nights you 
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couldn't sleep 'cause it was too 
damn cold.
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    And you'd sing,     "Strawberry
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 Roan" and "Little Joe".
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2. Like the time we hit the river 
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and the rains began to fall,
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    and the water was rising so damn
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 fast we thought it'd drown us all.
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    We lost a lot of steers that 
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day and four or five good mounts,
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    but when all the boys rode into 
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camp we knew that's what counts.
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    And we sang,   "Yippee Ti Yi 
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Yay" and "Amazing Grace".
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Or the night they broke behind us,
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 and then they took us by surprise
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I whistled out to Bonner I seen 
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the terror in his eyes.
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And he rode for all his horse 
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would ride and I know he done his 
best,
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but he crossed over Jordan ridin' 
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Dunny to his death.
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And we sang,      "Bringin' in the 
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Sheaves" and "The Rugged Cross".
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line 1-4) :
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3. So when you see the cowboy, he's
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 not ragged by his choice,
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    he never meant to bow them legs 
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or put that gravel in his voice.
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    He's just chasin' what he 
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really loves and what's burning in 
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his soul,
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   wishin' to God that he'd been 
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born and hundred years ago,
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    still singin',    "Strawberry 
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Roan" and "Little Joe".
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