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Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro |
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Back in the saddle again |
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My little boy said, "Daddy, who's Gene Autry?" |
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His old movie was comin' on TV |
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And I said, "Let me tell you about him, son" |
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And I took him upon my knee |
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"Why, when I was a little boy about your size |
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And just about every Saturday night |
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When I could scrape up a dime for the movies |
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And when my Daddy said alright" |
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"I'd be right downtown at the picture show |
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Like everybody else that could |
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To see a handsome man |
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On a big fine stallion goin' about, doin' good" |
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Singin', "Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro |
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Put him back in the saddle again |
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Whoopi tai ai yeh, let him go on his way |
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Back in the saddle again" |
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"Well, he could ride his horse and play his guitar |
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And sing all at the same time |
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And I was ridin' right along there beside him |
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On that broomstick pony of mine" |
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"And you know his pistol never ran out of bullets |
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When the bad guys had to be stopped |
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And somehow his bullets never drew any blood |
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But the bad guys dropped when he shot" |
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"Yeah, old Gene was an image of justice |
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And goodness and purity |
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And in the eyes of a poor, little country boy |
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He made the world look better to me" |
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Singin', "Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro |
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Put him back in the saddle again |
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Whoopi tai ai yeh, let him go on his way |
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Back in the saddle again" |
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"And you know the way |
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He rescued the rancher's daughter |
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He'd sent a thrill right up the aisle |
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And the endin' would always send us home |
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With a good victorious smile" |
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"Now you ask me, 'Who's Gene Autry?' |
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Well, son, go ahead and watch the show |
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And then ride off into the sunset with him |
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Like I did forty years ago" |
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Singin', "Whoopi tai ai oh, rockin' to and fro |
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Put him back in the saddle again |
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Whoopi tai ai yeh, let him go on his way |
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Back in the saddle again" |