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Ol' boy at the bar with the stagger in his step |
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Looks like he's been rode hard and put up wet |
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Heartache's on him like stink on a skunk |
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He's fighting off lonely, trying to drown it with a drunk |
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Let the cowboy rock, let the good times roll |
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This is where the hurt stops or where the whiskey flows |
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Let him drink every drop, go, go, go 'til he drops |
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Let the cowboy rock |
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Yeah, think he's still a little green |
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Y'all, he's fresh off the farm |
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Some pretty little thing put a whooping on his heart |
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He's walking to the left, leaning to the right |
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Talking to himself, putting up a fight |
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Let the cowboy rock, let the good times roll |
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This is where the hurt stops or where the whiskey flows |
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Let him drink every drop, go, go, go 'til he drops |
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Let the cowboy rock |
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He needs a long rope |
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Boys, cut him some slack |
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Every now and then you gotta act like that |
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Let the cowboy rock, let the good times roll |
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This is where the hurt stops or where the whiskey flows |
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Let him drink every drop, go, go, go 'til he drops |
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Let the cowboy rock |
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Let him drink every drop, go, go, go 'til he drops |
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Let the cowboy rock |
