Good Horses to Ride
Willmon/Foster
A Little More Livin'
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Old Tut was a cowboy I knew years ago
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Could put a stretch in a story like a forty foot rope
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Young and wide eyed I believed every word
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As he rambled thru the canyons and stampeded herds
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Swore there were still Comanches in them breaks to the south
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He'd seen good hand ride in there that never rode out
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He had a horse he called Dollar that twice saved his life
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He lost him to Jim Shoulders playin' poker one night
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When I turned 18 I packed up and left home
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Tut was pretty old back then and by now he's long gone
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I've heard it said that old cowboys don't die
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They get put out to pasture way up in hte sky
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So if God's got a Heaven for old cowboy legends
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I hope the grass is green on the other side
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And he's got good horses to ride
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Now the folks back home would tell ya Tut was just crazy and old
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But I still believe in conquistador gold
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And those memories look like a mirage in the distance
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Staring out from this prison of urban existence
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So I saddle up and I go back now and then
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To remember who I was and just forget where I am
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Now the concrete and steel they spread out like a plague
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Consuming the rivers, the mountains and the plains
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Then one of these days it'll all be gone
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But somwhere that spirit will always live on
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Yeah he's got good horses to ride
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