| I’m bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas land.
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| To hear the moo and rattle,
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| Of snakes and cattle,
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| I’m bound for Texas land,
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| I’ll sing her a song,
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| At the end of the day,
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| A song that will drive all our cares away,
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| I’ll sing out (in) the prairie,
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| The blue starry skies,
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| And the stars shining bright in her eyes,
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| I’m bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas land.
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| To hear the moo and rattle,
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| Of snakes and cattle,
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| I’m bound for Texas land,
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| (song pauses in the film)
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| (song starts again as Charlie looks for a place to buy a train ticket)
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| I’m tried of the city,
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| Of smoke stack and steel,
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| I’m tried of the grind,
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| Of the factory wheel,
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| I’m spreading my wings,
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| And I’m ready to fly,
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| To the land of the wide open sky,
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| I’m bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas land.
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| To hear the moo and rattle,
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| Of snakes and cattle,
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| I’m bound for Texas land,
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| I’ll work on a ranch,
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| Where there’s plenty of sun,
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| With my horse and my saddle,
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| My rope and gun,
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| I’ll ride on the prairie,
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| My face to (the) sky,
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| And the rest of the world can go by,
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| I’m bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas land.
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| To hear the moo and rattle,
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| Of snakes and cattle,
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| I’m bound for Texas land,
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| I’ll save up my money,
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| And look for a wife,
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| A wife who be true,
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| And a pal for life,
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| I’ll build her a home,
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| And a room for a child,
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| With the roses, around growing wild,
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| I’m bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas,
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| Bound for Texas land.
|
| To hear the moo and rattle,
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| Of snakes and cattle,
|
| I’m bound for Texas land,
|
| I’m bound for Texas,
|
| Bound for Texas,
|
| Bound for Texas land.
|
| To hear the moo and rattle,
|
| Of snakes and cattle,
|
| I’m bound for Texas land,
|
| I’ll sing her a song,
|
| At the end of the day,
|
| A song that will drive all our cares away,
|
| I’ll sing out (in) the prairie,
|
| The blue starry skies,
|
| And the stars shining bright in her eyes,
|
| I’m bound for Texas,
|
| Bound for Texas,
|
| Bound for Texas land.
|
| To hear the moo and rattle,
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| Of snakes and cattle,
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| I’m bound for Texas land |