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Leanin' on the ole top rail in the big corral
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Lookin down the twilight trail for my long lost pal,
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How he sang when he sprang on his ole mustang
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And rode away down the track by my shack
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He said, "I'll be back another day,"
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Now the moon is shining pale on a lonesome gal,
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Leaning on the ole top rail in the big corral.
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Leanin On The Ole Top Rail
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| Bob Crosby |
