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was a cowboy i knew in south texas
his face was burnt deep by the sun
part history, part sage, part mexican
he was there poncho villa was young
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and he'd tell you a tale of the old days
when the country was wild all around
sit out under the stars of the milky way
and listen while the coyotes howl
they go:
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wooyip whooyip woo
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now the longhorns are gone
and the drovers are gone
the commanchees are gone
and the outlaws are gone
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gernomino's gone
and sandbass is gone
and the lion is gone
and the redwolf is gone
