the sun set many moons have past
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and we killed a lot of men
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i rode that horse till she couldn't move
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we lived without amends
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i kept my word as the town was burned
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apache's around the bend
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just a highwayman robbing the coaches
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i'm saturated stench
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the last cowboy, the last cowboy.
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i'm after well-heeled travelers
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till the bacons done
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gun slinger of no particular demonstration
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he gained a little notoriety from that event
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a violent stripe misnaming him belligerence
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wanted for train robbery,
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murder he is, wanted bank robbery,
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cattle rustling,
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he's just a horse their
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he's 1861
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Last Cowboy
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| The Duane Peters Gunfight |
