.I was snappin' out broncs at the Old Flyin' you
At forty a month a plum good buckaroo
Well, the boss comes around and he says, hey my lad
Well, you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad
You see, I ain't got no more outlaws to break
But I'll buy you a ticket and I'll give.
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