The Wrangler

Intro: 
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On a horse barely half broke he whistles Laredo 
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On the first song he heard as a child 
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He's dusty but trusty and steady from all the long miles 

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His talk's somewhat slow his legs somewhat bowed 
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He's rich without owning a thing 
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But the silver in his hair the gold in the sunsets he's seen 
 

 
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His home is a trail and his bed is the grass on the ground 
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And all his neighbors wear horns 
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And his best friends were born 
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From a herd Cor--tez turned out 

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All he needs in this world 

Is a dance with a pretty girl 
 G            D/F#     Em 
Sometimes on Saturday night 

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A good horse to ride, live his own life 
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A soft place to lay when he dies  


Instrumental: 
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Well he's been in a few and lost one or two 
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But he ain't one to hold him a grudge 
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He's rode through the snow and the four winds that blow 
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And sometimes he slept on the mud 

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And he don't give a dang about a quitter or a man 
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Who don't have the heart to just try 
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He'll stand to the end for a friend and never ask why 
 

 
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His home is a trail and his bed is the grass on the ground 
             A 
And all his neighbors wear horns 
         G 
And his best friends were born 
        Em   D/F# G/B  G     A 
From a herd Cor--tez turned out 

        D 
All he needs in this world 

Is a dance with a pretty girl 
 G            D/F#     Em 
Sometimes on Saturday night 

   A 
A good horse to ride, live his own life 
                             D 
A soft place to lay when he dies 

     A                       G                       D     D 
His home is a trail and his bed is the grass on the ground 


Instrumental: 
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