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Cowboy Lyrics |
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An' it's dark eyes an' soft brown hair, An' hands that cling to mine,
An' a dreamy way that makes me say: "You certainly is fine."
If Love won't come to me today,
(I hates to talk so plain), My only stack I'll up an' play, An' stakes the wad that I beats the god, An' make him feel like a sun-burnt clod:
An' it's girls, Oh, girls, please listen, Don't think I am a fright;
Fer it hain't no fun to love jes' one, With millions more in sight. |
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