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Cowboys Dream
Last night as I lay on the prairie and looked at the
stars in the sky,
I wondered if ever a cowboy could drift to that sweet by and by.
The road to that bright happy region is a dim narrow trail so they say,
While the broad one that leads to perdition
Is posted and blazed all the way.
(chorus)
Roll on, roll on, roll on little dogies roll on, roll on.
Roll on, roll on, roll on little dogies roll on.
I'm worried I'll be a stray yearling, a maverick
unbranded on high
And get out of the herd with the rustles when the boss of the riders
goes by.
They say He will never forget you, that He knows every
action and look.
Play it safe you had better get branded, your name in the great tally
book.
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