Send me on home boys the cattle retire Wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears Been 7 weeks now I home once again Warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin
Seven card stud is the deal I require With outlaws and beggars and lawmens and liars Whiskey will flow until the damn runs dry Make 'em grow crazy with that fire in their eyes
My fortune was made but I've lost it twice My timing was off every time I tried When all circumstances have worn me thin I take my last chance and I'm home again If the timing were right I'd stay with you tonight...
The ladies are dancing and spinnin' round
Smoke rings and big dreams will lay you right down Soon I'll be leaving this magic behind To the dust of my cattle with too much sunshine
Send me on home boys the cattle retire Wind up the mountain is blowin' in my ears Been 7 weeks now I home once again Warm meal some whiskey let the wild games begin
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