Tonalité : G major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I was snappin out broncs
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at the Old Flyin' U
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At fourty a month a
plum good buckaroo
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Well, the boss comes around and he says,
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"Hey, my lad, well you look pretty
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good ridin' horses that's bad."
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You see, I ain't got no more
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outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a ticket and
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I'll give you a stake.
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At ridin' them bad ones,
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well, you ain't slow
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And you might do some good
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at the big rodeo.
Interlude 1
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Verse 2
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While they're puttin' the
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bull in the chute
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I'm a strappin' my spurs
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to the heels of my boots
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I looks that bull over and to my suprise
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Well, he's a foot and a half in
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between his two eyes
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On top of his shoulders
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he's got a big hump
I cinch's my riggin' just
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back of that lump
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I latch in his middle and I lets out a scream
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He comes out with a beller and
Interlude 2
the rest is a dream.
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Verse 3
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Well he jumps to the left and he
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lands towards the right
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But I ain't no green horn
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- I'm still sittin' tight
The dust starts to foggin'
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right out of his skin
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He's a wavin' them horns
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right under my chin
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At sunnin' his belly he
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couldn't be beat
He's showin' the buzzards
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the soles of his feet
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He's a dippin' so low that my
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boots filled with dirt
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He's a makin' a whip of the
Interlude 3
tail of my shirt.
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Verse 4
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He's snappin' the buttons
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right off of my clothes
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He's a buckin' and a bawlin'
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and a blowin' his nose
The crowd starts to cheerin'
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both me and that bull
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Well, he needed no help,
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but I had my hands full
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Then he went to fence rowin'
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and a weavin behind
My head went poppin'
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- I sorta went blind
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He starts in high divin' - I lets out a groan
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We went up together,
Interlude 4
but he come back alone.
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Verse 5
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Up high I turns over and
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below I can see
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He's a pawin' up dirt just
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a waitin' for me
I can picture a grave and a
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big slab of wood
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Sayin', "Here lies a twister
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who thought he was good."
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I notice this somethin'
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don't seem can be true
But the brand on his hip was
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a big Flyin' U
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When I landed he charged,
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but I got enough sense
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So I ran that old bull to
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the hole in the fence.
Verse 6
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I di ves through that hole
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and I want you to know
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I ain't goin' back to no big rodeo
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At a straddlin' them brahmas
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you can bet I'm all through
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I'm sore footin' it back to the old Flyin' U
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