| Little cowboy, you’ve been ridin'
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| Since the early mornin' sun
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| Findin' mavericks where they’re hidin'
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| Ropin' dogies one by one
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| With your six-gun (With your six-gun) always ready (always ready)
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| For the bad guy (For the bad guy) strikin' you down (strikin'you down)
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| On your pinto strong and steady
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| You can run them right outta town
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| There’s a friendly breeze always blowin'
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| Makin' tumbleweed tumble by
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| And the purple sage where it’s growin'
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| Seems to touch the distant prairie sky
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| Now, it’s evenin', time for sleepin'
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| Cattle lowin' over the rise
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| 'Round the bunkhouse, shadows creepin' (On)
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| Little cowboy, close your eyes
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| Cowboy, close your eyes
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| Close your eyes
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| Close your eyes
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| Close your eyes
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| Close your eyes
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| Little cowboy, you’ve been ridin'
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| Since the early mornin' sun
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| Findin' mavericks where they’re hidin'
|
| Ropin' dogies one by one
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| With your six-gun (With your six-gun) always ready (always ready)
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| For the bad guy (For the bad guy) strikin' you down (strikin'you down)
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| On your pinto strong and steady
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| You can run them right outta town
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| There’s a friendly breeze always blowin'
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| Makin' tumbleweed tumble by
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| And the purple sage where it’s growin'
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| Seems to touch the distant prairie sky
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| (Close your eyes) Now, it’s evenin'
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| (Close your eyes) Time for sleepin'
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| (Close your eyes) Cattle lowin'
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| (Close your eyes) Over the rise
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| (Close your eyes) 'Round the bunkhouse
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| (Close your eyes) Shadows creepin'
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| (Close your eyes) Little cowboy, close your eyes |