| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues
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| I miss the open plain and kangaroos
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| For I like the life that’s free this town is not for me
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| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues
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| Been hangin' round this smoky town too long
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| I thought I’d like it here but now I know that I was wrong
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| I’m all fenced in by people I feel the need of scope
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| At night I wake up dreaming that I’m hangin' to a rope
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| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues
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| And now I know what life I’m going to choose
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| For I’m oh so sad sore I saw happy days before
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| I got those old rope and saddle blues
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| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues
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| Gonna pull on the old spike heels instead of shoes
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| With my saddle by my side I’ll rope a train and ride
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| And leave behind those rope and saddle blues
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| A slave to nicotine I used to be
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| But I gave away those coffin nails as easy as could be
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| But rodeoin’s different it haunts me night and day
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| Until I’m in the saddle here is what I’ll say
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| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues
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| And pretty soon I’ll be back in the news
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| For I’m oh so sad sore I saw happy days before
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| I got those old rope and saddle blues
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| Been hangin' round this smoky town too long
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| I thought I’d like it here but now I know that I was wrong
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| I’m all fenced in by people I feel the need of scope
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| At night I wake up dreaming that I’m hangin' to a rope
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| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues
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| And now I know what life I’m going to choose
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| For I’m oh so sad sore I saw happy days before
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| I got those old rope and saddle blues
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| I’ve got those old rope and saddle blues |