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I watched every sun up comin' over my tin cup |
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Seen every moon changin' while I slept with the sky |
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Felt the chill in the north wind, find holes that I can't mend |
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This West Texas cowboy is wrest less again |
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Campfire light dancin' on the smiles of some good friends |
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Wearin' the hard times in the lines on their faces |
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Now the seasons are changin' and it's time I was leavin' |
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'Cause this West Texas cowboy is wrest less again |
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So I'm sayin' goodbye, ridin' away |
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Sayin' goodbye again |
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I'm wishin' you well, miss you until |
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I come back again next year |
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Let's sing of the good days and drink to the ladies |
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Till the whiskey's all gone and their pleasure is mine |
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Come sit here beside me, sweet lullaby me |
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This West Texas cowboy is wrest less again |
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Sayin' goodbye, ridin' away |
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Sayin' goodbye again |
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Wishin' you well, miss you until |
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I come back again next year |
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Sayin' goodbye, ridin' away |
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Sayin' goodbye again |
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Wishin' you well, I'll miss you until |
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I come back again next year |
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Sayin' goodbye, ridin' away |
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Sayin' goodbye again |
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I'm wishin' you well, miss you until |
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I come back again next year |
