| You can talk about your farms and your cattleman’s charms
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| Talk about your silver and your gold!
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| But the cowboy’s life is a very dreary life
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| It’s a ridin' in the heat and the cold!
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| It’s half past four, the noisy cook will roar
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| Hurrah! |
| It’s the breaking of the day!
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| Slowly we will rise, and wipe our weary eyes
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| Sweet dreamy night passed away
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| When the springtime comes, double hardships begun
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| The rain it’s a-fresh, it’s a-cold!
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| You can almost freeze from the water on your clothes
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| And the cattle you can scarcely hold
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| Where the wolves and the owls, with the terrifyin' howls
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| Will disturb our midnight dreams
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| As we lie on a slicker, on a cold, rainy night
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| Way out on the Pecos Stream
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| You can talk about your farms and your cattleman’s charms
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| Talk about your silver and your gold!
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| It’s not for to roam, you’d better stay at home
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| With your sweet and your loving little wife!
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| You can talk about your farms and your cattleman’s charms
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| Talk about your silver and your gold!
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| But the cowboy’s life is a very dreary life
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| It’s a ridin' in the heat and the cold! |