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Close your Gsleepy eyes, my little buckaroo, While the light of western skies is shining Ddown on you. Don't you Gknow it's time for bed; another Cday is throuAmgh, So Ggo to sleepD, my little Gbuckaroo.
Don't you Grealize, my little buckaroo, It was from a tiny acorn that the Doak tree grew? And reGmember that Buffalo Bill (your dad) was once a Ckid like yAmou, So Ggo to sleepD, my little Gbuckaroo.
Soon you're Ggonna ride the range like grown-up cowboys do, Now it's time that you were roundin' up a Ddream or two. You Gknow it's time for bed; another Cday is throuAmgh, So Ggo to sleepD, my little Gbuckaroo.