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Well I still wear his old faded red bandana |
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I use it to wipe the sweat away from my brow |
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You know I used it to dry my eyes on the day they left me |
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What I wouldn't give to have him here still wearing it now |
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It's hard to believe it'll be twenty years come November |
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Man, sometimes I swear it seems like only last fall |
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I can still hear the wisdom in his words like well-spoken poetry |
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I can still see the salt rings on his old 20X Resistol |
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Ah, but the days turn to months into ages |
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Just as sure as barbed wire turns into rust |
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Old cowboys ride off into the sunset |
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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust |
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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust |
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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust |
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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust |
