Strawberry Roan

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[Verse 1]
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I was layin' 'round town, just 
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spendin' my time
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Out of a job, and not earnin' a 
dime,
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When a fella steps up, and said, “I 
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suppose
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That you're a bronc rider by the 
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looks of your clothes."
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"Well, you figures me right, I'm a 
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good one,” I claim.
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"Do you happen to have any bad ones 
to tame?"
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He says "I got one, and he’s a bad 
one to buck,
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At throwin' good cowboys, he's had 
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lots of luck."

[Verse 2]
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He offers me ten, I said, "I'm your 
man,
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A bronc never lived that I cannot 
fend."
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A bronc never tried, never drew 
breath,
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An’ if I cannot ride them, they 
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starves plumb to death.
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Well, he says "Get your saddle, and
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 I'll give you a chance."
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So we hop in the buckboard, and 
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drive to the ranch.
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An' early next mornin', and right 
after chuck,
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Step out to see if this outlaw can 
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buck.

[Verse 3]
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Eb                              
Well, down in the horse corral, 
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standin' alone,
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Was an old caballo, a Strawberry 
Roan.
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Had little pin ears that touched at 
the tip,
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He had a big .44 brand upon his left
 hip.

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He had spattled old legs, and he had
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 pigeon toes,
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Little pig eyes and a big Roman 
nose.
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U-necked and old, with a long lower 
jaw.
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I could tell with one eye, he's a 
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regular outlaw.


[Verse 4]
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I got the blind on 'im with a 
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terrible fight.
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I cinched on the saddle, and I 
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girded it tight.
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And then I step on 'im and I pulled 
down the blind!
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Look out, boys, he's gonna unwind!
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He bowed his old neck and I'll say 
he unwound,
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He seemed to quit livin' down here 
on the ground.
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Went up to the east, and comes down 
in the west,
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With me in the saddle, just 
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a-doin' my best.

[Verse 5]
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He sure is a frog-walker, and he 
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heaves a big sigh.
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He only lacks wings, for to be on 
the fly.
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He turns his old belly right up to 
the sun,
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He sure is a sun-fishin' 
son-of-a-gun.
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He's about the worst bronco I've 
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seen on the range.
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He could turn on a nickel and give 
you some change.
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Came down on all fours, turned on 
his side,
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I don't see how I kept from losin' 
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my hide!

[Verse 6]
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Well, I lost my stirrup, and I lost 
my hat.
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I was pullin' at leather, just blind
 as a bat.
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With one phenomenal jump, he made a 
high dive,
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And sent me a-windin' up there in 
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the sky.
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I turned forty flips, and I come 
down to earth,
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Sat there a-cussin' the day of his 
birth.
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I know that there's ponies that I 
cannot ride,
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Some of them livin', they haven't 
all died.
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Well, I'll betcha ten dollars there
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 ain't no man alive,
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That can stay on Old Strawberry 
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when he makes his high dive.
(spoken) - Yee-hah!!!