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A COWBOY SONG |
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COULD not be so well content,
So sure of thee, Sefiorita, But well I know you must relent
And come to me, Lolita! The Caballeros throng to see
Thy laughing face,
Senorita,
Lolita.
But well I know thy heart's for me,
Thy charm, thy grace,
Lolita!
I ride the range for thy dear sake,
To earn thee gold,
Senorita,
Lolita ;
And steal the gringo's cows to make
A ranch to hold
Lolita I
Pocock in u Curley." |
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