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INTRO 
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Spoken (with intro tab in background): 
 
When he was 5 years old his mom took him down to the round corral, to 
watch his dad work the young horse they called Smokey 
 
Man, did that horse buck 
 
But his old dad just sat up there and rode him like there was nothin?o 
it, Right then, the boy gained a whole new respect for the man 
 
And from that day on, he knew that when he grew up he wanted to be a 
cowboy 
 
Verse 1 
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Seventeen, cowboys?reams ain?on fixin?ences 
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Once he?seen ?m ride in old Cheyenne 
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Ranch routine and his old man?schemes 
 
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This ain?where his heart is 
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But you know his daddy understands 
 
Verse 2 
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Noonday comes, father and son sit down and eat their dinner 
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Beneath that big Wyoming sky 
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His daddy knows he?gotta let him go 
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The boy can?be a winner 
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If he don?spread his wings and fly 
 
 
Chorus 
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And in his mind he?riding bulls down in Las Vegas 
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Soon he? be on a train that leads to Santa Fe 
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Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages 
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Calls another cowboy on his way 
 
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Verse 3 
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Fencin?done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready 
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Momma kissed his cheek and then she went inside 
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His old man, well he shook his hand, said, 
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?n, you ride ?m pretty?               A                    G       A 
Didn?see the tears that his momma cried 
 
 
Chorus 
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And in his mind he?riding bulls down in Las Vegas 
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Today he?on a train that leads to Santa Fe 
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Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages 
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Calls another cowboy on his way 
 
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