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GLet's have a hand for that young Ccowboy And wish him better luck next Gtime I hope we'll see him up in D7Fargo Or somewhere farther down the Gline
This time he sure drew a Cbad one One that nobody could Gride By the way he pulled his D7hat on You know he'd be there for the Gfight
And it's the classic contraCdiction The unavoidable afGfliction And it don't take much to preD7dict son The way it always Ggoes
Cause one day she'll say she Cloves you And the next she'll be tired Gof you And push'll always come to D7shove you On that midnight roGdeo
He almost made it to the Cbuzzer Somehow he gave up in the Gend He put one hand around the D7other And let that pick up man on Gin
It was his last chance to Cride it Now he'll have to move aGlong But he knows back in his D7mind that He won't be away for Glong