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*************** OLD TIMER (THE SONG) *************** written and performed by Waylon Jennings. Verse 1:
I grew uDp in WyoAming In and around Jackson's hole D In the shadows of Athe Tetons
Where summers are hot
And winters unbearably cold D But the Spring aGnd the Fall Are always as good as it gets D For over 70 yearAs now I'd watch the sun rise and set D
Verse 2:
I've been a cowAboy Working the round-ups in spring D I've lived in tAhe mountains
Hunted the grizzly
Trapping the rivers and streams D Always the Gloner I've treasured my freedom the most D And though i neverA married As a young man i might have come close D
Verse 3:
From someGwhere back east She came to the valley With a man who Ddid her no good He was fast witGh the ladies
A tin horn gambler
And a cDheat whenever he could She had no friGends or family Most of the time he was gone D He died in Aa card game And she found herself all alone D
Verse 4:
Alone andG afraid and left unprotected 'Cause he was aDll that she had Maybe i shGould have
But i never told her
So she never Dknew he was bad But i'll alGways remember Standing and watching her cry D There was no one Ato help her But i was determined to try D
Verse 5:
I mended herA fences and Fixed up her cabin I had everything looking good D I laid by hAer food
And wood for the winter
Helping wherever i could D The more i wGas around her The more i wanted to be D There was somethAing about her That brought out a good side of me D
Verse 6:
I went intGo town,i brought a new outfit I got me a hDaircut and shave I'd trek thrGough the snow
For no good reason
Just to go by hDer cabin each day I don't know abGout love But i was quite taken in by it all D Till her brotheAr came in the Spring And he took her back to St. Paul D
Verse 7:
I don't go downA to Jackson Ain't nothing there but motels and bars D Too damn manyA tourists
No place to hide
They'll find you wherever you are D They like to call me olGd timer I am getting older i guess D But i don't likAe the changes 'Cause i've seen it all at its best D
Verse 8:
When my life is Aover I don't want to be left in town D But up in thAe mountains
There is a place
I've marked off my own piece of ground D High in thGe Tetons Above and away from it all D From the top ofA old Grand
I bet on a clear day - you can see
All the way to St. Paul D Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr