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A Cowboy's Worrying Love |
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To see if she's goin' to make a stand, or fly like a
skeered up dove
When I make a pass with the brandin' iron that's het in the fire o' love.
I'll open the little home corral an' give her the level hunch
To make a run fur the open gate when I cut her out o' the bunch,
Fur there ain't no sense in a-jammin1 round with a heart that's as soft as dough
An' a-throwin' the breath o' life away bunched up into sighs. Heigh-ho!
James Barton Adams. |
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