| In a little Texas town, at a bar by the rodeo grounds
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| You can see him ridin' in every Saturday night
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| Well, there ain’t no hitchin' post but his horse has got so old
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| He’d stay in front of that bar if he stayed all night
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| He sits on the same ol' stool, watchin' the boys play pool
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| Holdin' a can of Pearl beer in his calloused hand
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| We don’t know how old he is, he never had no wife or kids
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| But they say he never backed down from any man
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| He once had spurs that jingled, jangled
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| He once had girls that loved to tango
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| With a handsome young cowboy, so long and so tall
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| It’s been years but I’m sure he recalls them all
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| He’s never owned a suit and there’s holes in both his boots
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| But he don’t give a damn unless it rains
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| Well, he lives his life that way but he still recalls the days
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| When every cowboy in Texas knew his name
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| And holdin' up his faded jeans is a belt we’ve all seen
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| It’s the only thing he owns that still looks new
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| He just wears it Saturday night so that belt buckle still shines bright
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| It says, 'All Around Cowboy 42'
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| He once had spurs that jingled, jangled
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| He once had girls that loved to tango
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| With a handsome young cowboy, so long and so tall
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| It’s been years but I’m sure he recalls them all
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| Now, midnight he’s always stoned and most of the crowd’s gone home
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| And he rides his old horse to the rodeo grounds
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| Well, he closes his eyes and hears a million rodeo fans cheer
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| But he don’t know he’s the last cowboy in town
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| He once had spurs that jingled, jangled
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| He once had girls that loved to tango
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| With a handsome young cowboy, so long and so tall
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| It’s been years but I’m sure he recalls them all
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| He once had spurs that jingled, jangled
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| He once had girls that loved to tango
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| With a handsome young cowboy, so long and so tall
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| It’s been years but I’m sure he recalls them all
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| He once had spurs that jingled, jangled
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| He once had girls that loved to tango |