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words and music by |
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Jimmy Rodgers |
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Cattle prowl and the coyotes howl |
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Out on the |
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Great Divide |
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Never done no wrong, just singin' a song |
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As down the trail |
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I ride Rattle snakes rattle at the prairie dogs |
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You can hear that mournful tune ' |
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Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west |
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When the cactus is in bloom |
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Yodel... C |
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HORUS Daylight comes and the cowhands yell |
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They call out every man |
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Throw my saddle on my old cow horse |
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I drink my coffee from a can |
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The sun goes down on the cattle trail |
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And I'm gazin' at the moon ' |
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Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west |
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When the cactus is in bloom |
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Yodel . . . |
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Now we don't have cold weather |
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It never snows or rains |
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This is where the sun shines best |
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Out on the western plains |
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Some of the boys are gone away |
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But they will be back soon ' |
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Cause it's round-up time, a-way out west |
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When the cactus is in bloom |
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Yodel... C |
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HORUS |
