| As a young man I went riding
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| Out on the western plain
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| In the state of North Dakota
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| I met my Nellie Kane
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| I met my Nellie Kane
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| She was living in a lonely cabin
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| With a son by another man
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| Five years she had waited for him
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| As long as a woman can
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| As long as a woman can
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| I don’t know what changed my mind
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| Til then I was the ramblin' kind
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| The kind of love I can’t explain
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| That I had for Nellie Kane
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| She took me on to work that day
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| To help her till the land
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| In the afternoon we planted seeds
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| In the evening we held hands
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| In the evening we held hands
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| Her blue eyes told me everything
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| A man could want to know
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| And it was then I realized
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| I would never goI would never go
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| Now many years have gone by
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| And her son has grown up tall
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| I became a father to him
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| And she became my all
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| She became my all |