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When CI was a growing boyG,
a-roCcking on my daddy's knee, G
DadCdy took an old guitar and sGang A
?BurCy me on the lone prairie.? G
Uncle Bob saCt at the piano, G
my girl cousinCs sang harmony, G
thoCse were the good old family times G A
that lefCt a big mark on me. G
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BurCy me out on the prairie where Gthe buffalo used to roam,C G
where the Canada geCese once filled the sky, G A
and then IC won't be far from hoDme. G
BuCry me out on the prairie, whereG the buffalo used to roam,C G
you won'tC have to shed a tear for me, G A
'cause then I Cwon't be far from home. G
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WalCking down the trans-Canada highway, G
I was talkCing to a firefly, G
trCying to make my way to Nashville, TenneGssee, A
when another cCar passed me by. G
Some day I'mC gonna make big money, G
and buy mCyself a big old car, G
make my way on dowCn to that promised land, G A
and then IC'm gonna really go farD. G
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BurCy me out on the prairie where Gthe buffalo used to roam,C G
where the Canada geCese once filled the sky, G A
and then IC won't be far from home. G
Just buryC me out on the prairie, where tGhe buffalo used to roam, C G
you won'tC have to shed a tear for me, G A
'cause then I Cwon't be far from home. G
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