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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