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He Csays that in his Fyounger days Ghe rode the rodeCos
FBut now he tends the gardens of the folks up on the Ghill
CBuckin' broncs andF Brahma bullsG and only once beenC throwed
DBut it left him with a gimpy leg and a Gthirst that he can't fill
In his FFrisco jeans and an Gold Can't Bust 'Em Cshirt
FAcme Roughouts Grun down at the Cheels and caked with dirt
FSweat stained Stetson Gpulled down low and a Cleg that C/Balways C/AhurtsC/G
FFrisco jeans and an Gold Can't Bust 'Em Cshirt
DHe says that in his Gyounger daysA he rode with ol' PonDtrel
But he Gnever never let him put his name or his picture in the Abook
HeD sends us down for GBeech-Nut and he Asips his muscaDtel
EAnd says you know boys I'm a Awhole lot older than I look
He's Dknown his share of Gwomen and he'sA dealt his share of Dcards
GAnd he pitched some pennies with us he never carries change A
And Das he clips the Ghedges andA waters down the Dyard
EHe says this sure is a far sight from that, that Awild buffalo range
In his GFrisco jeans and an Aold Can't Bust 'Em Dshirt
GAcme Roughouts Arun down at the Dheels and caked with dirt
GSweat stained Stetson Apulled down low and a Dleg that D/Calways hD/Burts D/A
GFrisco jeans and an Aold Can't Bust 'Em Dshirt
GFrisco jeans and an Aold Can't Bust 'Em Dshirt
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