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At a truck stop in San Angelo |
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I saw a billboard 'bout this rodeo |
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Last weekend out in El Paso |
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So I signed up to ride |
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I drew a bull called Original Sin |
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I heard he'd killed a couple of men |
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I figured this was somethin' I could win |
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Cause the devil was on my side |
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I was havin' myself one hell of a ride |
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But I ended up disqualified |
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That danged old bull just up and died |
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Before they blew the whistle |
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When I got them north Texas blues |
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Thought I'd paid all my dues |
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Then them south Texas blues |
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Told me son you ain't through |
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Had them east Texas blues |
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And them west Texas too |
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I've done all I know to do |
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Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose |
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These lone star blues |
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Got laid off at Brown & Root |
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Then on my way back to Cut and Shoot |
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Lost my wristwatch and my boots |
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Shootin' dice with a dude from Houston |
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Ain't no jobs here workin' cattle |
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So I got on part time haulin' gravel |
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With some outfit from Seattle |
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Down here buildin' custom homes |
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When I got them north Texas blues |
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Thought I'd paid all my dues |
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Then them south Texas blues |
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Told me son you ain't through |
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Had them east Texas blues |
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And them west Texas too |
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I've done all I know to do |
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Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose |
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These lone star blues |
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Gassed my truck and packed my clothes |
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Turned in my key and hit the road |
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I said Cowtown's where I'll go |
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You never know I might get lucky |
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Got a friend there turning knobs |
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At a place called Billy Bob's |
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He said he could get me a job there |
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Workin' as a bouncer |
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First night on the job was just insane |
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Some ol' boy got all deranged |
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Hit me in the head with a Harley chain |
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To this day my ears still ring |
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When I got them north Texas blues |
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Thought I'd paid all my dues |
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Then them south Texas blues |
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Told me son you ain't through |
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Had them east Texas blues |
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And them west Texas too |
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I've done all I know to do |
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Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose |
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These lone star blues |