Verse 1:
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D A
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I grew up in Wyoming
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D
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In and around Jackson's hole
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A
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In the shadows of the Tetons
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Where summers are hot
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D
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And winters unbearably cold
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G
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But the Spring and the Fall
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D
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Are always as good as it gets
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A
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For over 70 years now
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D
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I'd watch the sun rise and set
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Verse 2:
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A
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I've been a cowboy
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D
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Working the round-ups in spring
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A
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I've lived in the mountains
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Hunted the grizzly
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D
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Trapping the rivers and streams
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G
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Always the loner
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D
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I've treasured my freedom the most
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A
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And though i never married
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D
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As a young man i might have come close
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Verse 3:
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G
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From somewhere back east
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She came to the valley
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D
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With a man who did her no good
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G
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He was fast with the ladies
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A tin horn gambler
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D
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And a cheat whenever he could
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G
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She had no friends or family
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D
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Most of the time he was gone
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A
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He died in a card game
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D
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And she found herself all alone
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Verse 4:
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G
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Alone and afraid and left unprotected
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D
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'Cause he was all that she had
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G
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Maybe i should have
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But i never told her
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D
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So she never knew he was bad
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G
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But i'll always remember
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D
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Standing and watching her cry
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A
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There was no one to help her
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D
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But i was determined to try
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Verse 5:
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A
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I mended her fences and
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Fixed up her cabin
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D
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I had everything looking good
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A
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I laid by her food
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And wood for the winter
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D
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Helping wherever i could
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G
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The more i was around her
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D
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The more i wanted to be
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A
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There was something about her
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D
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That brought out a good side of me
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Verse 6:
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G
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I went into town,i brought a new outfit
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D
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I got me a haircut and shave
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G
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I'd trek through the snow
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For no good reason
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D
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Just to go by her cabin each day
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G
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I don't know about love
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D
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But i was quite taken in by it all
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A
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Till her brother came in the Spring
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D
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And he took her back to St. Paul
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Verse 7:
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A
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I don't go down to Jackson
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D
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Ain't nothing there but motels and bars
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A
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Too damn many tourists
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No place to hide
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D
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They'll find you wherever you are
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G
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They like to call me old timer
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D
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I am getting older i guess
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A
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But i don't like the changes
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D
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'Cause i've seen it all at its best
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Verse 8:
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A
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When my life is over
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D
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I don't want to be left in town
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A
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But up in the mountains
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There is a place
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D
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I've marked off my own piece of ground
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G
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High in the Tetons
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D
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Above and away from it all
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A
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From the top of old Grand
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I bet on a clear day - you can see
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D
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All the way to St. Paul
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Old Timer
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Waylon Jennings |