Written by John Phillips/Dino Valente
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Me and my uncle went riding on down...West Colorado... To Texas town
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We stopped over in Santa Fe...that being the point bout half way
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Besides it was the hottest part of the day
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I took the horses down to the stall...I went to a bar...ordered drinks for all
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Three days in the saddle...my body hurt...It being summer...I took off my shirt
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I was tryin to wash off some of that dusty dirt
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West Texas cowboys all over town, with liquor and money my friend they was
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loaded down
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So soon after payday...it seemed a shame...so me and my uncle starts up a friendly game
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We call it high low jack and the winner takes the hand
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Uncle starts to winning the cowboys are getting sore...one cowboy calls him
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down... and then two more Bb
They said he was cheatin...aw but that can't be...I know my uncle man and
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he's honest as me
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and I'm as honest as a devil of a man could be
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One of those cowboys starts to draw...I shot him down my friend before he saw me
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I shot another godamn and he won't grow old...and in confusion my uncle
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grabbed the gold
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and we hightailed it down to Mexico
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I love them cowboys...I love their gold...I love my uuuuuuuunccclllle...God
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he taught me good man...taught me all i know...he taught me so good...I
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grabbed the gold
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and I left him lying there by the side of the road
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