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Me and my uncle went a ridin' down |
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From Colorado West Texas bound |
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We stopped over in Santa Fe |
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The part of being about half way |
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Besides it was the hottest part of the day |
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We led our ponies into a stall |
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Went to a bar, boys, bought drinks for all |
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Two days in the saddle, my body hurt |
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And being summer, took off my shirt |
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And tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt |
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West Texas cowboys all over town |
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With gold and silver, their loaded down |
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Just in for round up, you know it seemed a shame |
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And so my uncle starts a friendly game |
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It's "Hi-lo Jack", the winner takes the game |
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From the beginning my uncle started to win |
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Them Texas cowboys they was mad as sin |
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Some said he's cheatin', ah, but that can't be |
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Because my uncle, well, he's as honest as me |
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I'm about as honest as a Denver man can be |
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One of them cowboys, you know he started to draw |
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I grabbed a bottle, slapped him on the jaw |
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I had to shoot another now he won't grow old |
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In the confusion my uncle grabbed the gold |
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We hightailed it down to Mexico |
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God bless cowboys, god bless gold |
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God bless my uncle, God rest his soul |
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He taught me well, boys, he taught me all I know |
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Taught me so well that I grabbed the gold |
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Left him lying there by the side of the road |