Subject: The Cowboy song by Garth Brooks 
 
 
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Pushin' horns weren't easy like the movie said it was 
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and I don't recall no dance hall girls or hotel rooms with rugs. 
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You worked hot and tired and nasty, 
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rode your pony's head too low. 
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There were all the nights you couldn't sleep 
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cause it was too damn cold; 
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and you'd sing "Strawberry Roan and "Little Joe". 
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Like the time we hit the river and the rain began to fall; 
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and the water was risin' so damn fast we thought it'd drown us all. 
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We lost a lot of steers that day and four or five good mounts. 
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But when all the boys rode into camp we knew that's what counts; 
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and we sang "Yippee Tiyiyay" amd "Amazing Grace"; 
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or the night they broke behind us and then took us by surprise. 
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I whistled out to Bonner I seen the terror in his eyes. 
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And he rode for all his horse would ride and I know he done his best. 
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But he crossed over Jordan ridin' Dunny to his death. 
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And we sang "Bringing in the Sheaves" and "The Rugged Cross". 
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So when you see the cowboy he's not ragged by his choice. 
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He never meant to bow those legs or put that gravel in his voice. 
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He's just chasin' what he really loves and what's burnin' in his soul. 
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Wishin' to God that he'd been born a hundred years ago. 
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Still singin' "Strawberry Roan" and "Little Joe". 
 
 
 
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