| Send me on home boys the cattle retire
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| Wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears
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| Been 7 weeks now I home once again
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| A warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin
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| Seven card stud is the deal I require
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| With outlaws and beggars and lawmens and liars
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| The whiskey will flow 'til the dam runs dry
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| Makes 'em grow crazy with that fire in their eyes
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| My fortune was made but I’ve lost it twice
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| My timing was off every time I tried
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| When all circumstances have worn me thin
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| I take my last chance and I’m home again
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| If the timing were right I’d stay with you tonight…
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| The ladies are dancing and spinnin' around
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| Smoke rings and big dreams will lay you right down
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| But soon I’ll be leaving this magic behind
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| To the dust of my cattle with too much sunshine
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| Send me on home boys the cattle retire
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| The wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears
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| It’s been 7 weeks now I home once again
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| A warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin
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| My fortune was made but I’ve lost it twice
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| My timing was off every time I tried
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| When all circumstances have worn me thin
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| I take my last chance and I’m home again
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| My fortune was made but I’ve lost it twice
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| My timing was off every time I tried
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| When all circumstances have worn me thin
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| I take my last chance and I’m home again
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| If the timing were right I’d stay with you tonight… |