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I’M
SINGING THE SAME OLD COWBOY SONG
THAT’S BEEN SUNG A HUNDRED TIMES BEFORE
AIN’T GOT NOTHING BUT MY NAME
AND I’M THE ONLY MAN I KNOW TO BLAME
BUT I’M LIVING, I’M HAPPY AND I’M FREE
JUST LISTEN TO THE WIND BLOW
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LET IT BLOW, LET IT BLOW
SAND OVER MY TRAIL
I GOT MY SADDLE ON THE GROUND
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AND THAT OLD MOON HE CAN STILL BE FOUND
HIDING IN THE DESERT SKIES
(SOLO ON THE CHORUS)
I LIKE THINGS IN LIFE LIKE A PRAIRIE BREEZE
A BIG STOUT HORSE BETWEEN MY KNEES
JUST RIDING ALONG, JUST BEING ME
AND WHEN I DIE, LET ME DIE WITH A DREAM IN MY MIND
A SMILE ON MY FACE AND NO TROUBLE BEHIND
AND NO CROSS ON MY GRAVE TO MARK MY RESTING PLACE
JUST LISTEN TO THE WIND BLOW
/ /
LET IT BLOW, LET IT BLOW
SAND OVER MY TRAIL
I GOT MY SADDLE ON THE GROUND
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AND THAT OLD MOON HE CAN STILL BE FOUND
HIDING IN THE DESERT SKIES
WON’T YOU BURY ME WITH MY CHAPS ON
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AND MY SIX GUN STRAPPED TO MY SIDE
SO I CAN WATCH THE MOON HIDING IN THE DESERT SKIES
HIDING IN THE DESERT SKIES (X3)