When the rodeo was over, we're all go to the room.
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We're drink some beer relax awhile and sing some cowboy tunes.
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That old guitar we passed around, it was battered, scratched, and
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broke.
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But Lord it sounded mighty fine, when John Ed sang "Cowpoke"
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Ben he? think of some old tune, and he? really wail away.
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Dunder? play the spoons and sing until the break of day.
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Clyde he? tell a poem or two and old Rich he? crack a joke.
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But damn it nearly make you cry when John Ed sang "Cowpoke"
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Someday this road I travel, Lord I will leave behind.
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But memories of the things I?e seen will never leave my mind.
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On a quiet summer? evening when the sun is sinking low,
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I?l think again of days gone by when John Ed sang "Cowpoke".
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John Ed Sang Cowpoke
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| Chris LeDoux |
