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BWhen I was a young man in my prime I had a Awoman and her future by my Bside BBut the four winds blow and the grass don't grow 'Round the Afeet of a man with travellin' in his Bhide
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So I Ethrew off all the F#shackles and the Bchains And I Esaid goodbye to F#what's-her-name And I Bsuffered through the Ecold September F#rain BHeaded back to Afreedom once aBgain A B
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BWell, I tried my luck on a fiery buck At the Aback of a two-room ramblin' ranchin' Bshack BNow there's nothing worse than a buckskin horse With a Amind of his own and a saddle on his Bback
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For Eriding he just F#couldn't seem to Bcare So he Eleft me there in the F#dusty air And I Bsuffered through the Einsult and the F#pain BLanded on my Abackside once aBgain A B
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BWell, I broke my back laying down the track For the Arailroad that was making its way out BWest BBut I had no feel for the cold hard steel And a Akind of a job that would give a man no Brest
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So I Esaid goodbye and I F#headed North for Bgold And I Estaked my claim on a F#salted vein And I Bsuffered from the Ehunger and the F#cold And Ball I found was a Ayoung man growing Bold A B
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BI drank my fill of the barroom swill And I Adanced 'til the sun was a jewel in the morning Bsky BI used my fist for a goodnight kiss On the Aface of a man with evil in his Beye
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Then I Estumbled through the F#morning feeling Bill Till I Efell with a thud in the F#rain and the mud And I Bsuffered through a Eday or two in F#jail Then I Bheaded back for the Afreedom of the Btrail
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BWell, the years have flown, but the times I've known Were Abetter than a poke in the eye with a rusty Bnail BIf a man will try and a man don't lie to himself Life can Abe one hell of a Btale
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To Echange my life, I F#wouldn't give a Bdime And Ewhen I go the F#books will show That I Bsuffered from my Eyouth right through my F#prime I'm Bheaded back to Afreedom, one last Btime