| Wildcat Kelly, lookin' mighty pale
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| Was standing by the sheriff’s side
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| And when that sheriff said, «I'm sending you to jail»
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| Wildcat raised his head and cried
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| Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Let me ride through the wild open country that I love
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
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| Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
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| Send me off forever, but I ask you please
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
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| Underneath the western skies
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| On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
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| Till I see the mountains rise
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| I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
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| And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
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| I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Let me ride through the wild open country that I love
|
| Don’t fence me in
|
| Let me be by myself in the evening breeze
|
| Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees
|
| Send me off forever, but I ask you please
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| Don’t fence me in
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| Just turn me loose, let me straddle my old saddle
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| Underneath the western skies
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| On my cayuse, let me wander over yonder
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| Till I see the mountains rise
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| I want to ride to the ridge where the west commences
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| And gaze at the moon until I lose my senses
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| I can’t look at hobbles and I can’t stand fences
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| Don’t fence me in |