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Tell me old Bill Sullivan when you were a lad |
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Did you hear of murderin' ways |
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You speak a little Aranda and Walpiri |
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But you'd rather speak of drovin' days |
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Can you remember, not so long ago |
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Aborigines weren't allowed to come to town |
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But Pioneer Picture Night, oh boy, what a treat |
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They broke the rules and let 'em watch the cowboys |
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Gene Autry, Tom Mix |
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Yahoo! Here they come |
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Chasin' all the Indians away |
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Shoot 'em down, round 'em up |
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Yahoo! For the cowboys |
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But what about the Indians |
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Those brave native Indians |
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Do we love those cowboys today? |
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Up in the saddle, black men by your side |
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They knew the nomad days were done |
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Proud to be ringers, perfect for the job |
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In the hot and dry and dusty run |
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Big hats, red shirts, hear the jingle jangle |
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This is how the west was won |
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Now down on the riverbed, nothin' left to do |
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Now the drovin' days are done |
