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see also scene at Stories of the WEST…
It’s hard being horse to a cowboy man
Doing all you can to keep him going
Wondering where he leads
Getting’ food when he feeds
Being horse to a cowboy
Man it’s hard indeedThrough heat and wind and rain
It’s every day the same
Trying to get some sleep while you stand
Oh why can I not be be with the calvary
There is no horse more lonely than me
What kind of dream goes on in his head
Everyday just riding into sunset
But it ‘s all right he says my Tennessee Blue
There is now horse like you
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