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From a hip saloon

In the Horse and Groom

Cowboy rides alone now

Whistling different tune

Cause it’s time to lose the whiskey

To step down off that stool

The stallion riding, pistol hiding

Sentimental fool

I won’t ride into the sunset

Behind me, only grief

I won’t say that I don’t love her

With a toothpick in my teeth

I rode into this one-horse town

When the horse had just three legs

And now they’re trying to rid this place

Of the lowlifes and the dregs

Dig that ground, and six feet down

For everyone to see

The saddle of that trusty steed

And me

This arthritic pain

In the pouring rain

Whilst inside on the jukebox

Tammy sings again

The next time that you see these boots

They’ll not be on my feet

They’ll be hanging from the slow coach

To the local cemetery

A true cowboy will lay his hat

Which way the bottles spin

Wake up next to doused-out fire

With bean juice down his chin

I rode into this one-horse town

When the horse had just three legs

And now they’re trying to rid this place

Of the lowlifes and the dregs

Dig that ground, and six feet down

For everyone to see

The saddle of that trusty steed

And me

From a hip saloon

In the Horse and Groom

Difficult to believe now

He was a cowboy in his day…

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