| Folks used to think that
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| I could ride any bronc or bull alive
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| Maybe in my younger days I could
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| But now I’m slowin' down a bit friends
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| Tell me that I should quit
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| And if I didn’t love it so I would
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| I recall when folks thought I was great
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| And all the riders used to hate
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| To see my name upon the enter door
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| 'Cause I could ride and I could rope
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| The others seem they have no hope
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| A lookin' at a bickle that I wore
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| It’s that all around cowboy of '64
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| Long days and lucky breaks have me alone
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| Workin' hard and ridin' fast and sleepin' in the cold
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| Made me all around cowboy of '64
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| Folks don’t seem to realize
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| The thrill I get from every ride
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| That bronc feels like you’re dynamite to me
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| Scratched and bruised my body aches
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| From day to day to use its takes
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| Lord only knows the way that sets me free
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| Now my days have shorten up
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| I’m out of brakes and out of luck
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| And the things will never be the same old way
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| As I look back and shed a tear
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| Sometimes I can almost hear
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| The echo of the judges they would say
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| You’re the all around cowboy of '64
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| Long days and lucky breaks helped me along
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| Working hard and riding fast and sleeping in the cold
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| Made me all around cowboy of '64
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| Yes, I’m the all around cowboy of '64 |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All Around Cowboy Of '64 , by - Chris Ledoux. Song from the album Life As A Rodeo Man, in the genre Поп