Slim Dusty Saddle Boy CAPO 1
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Thru the grey frosty dawn every cold winters morn
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rode this lad full of life and joy
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Every day just the same down the roadway he came
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he was known as their own saddle boy
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In his youth free from strife he was called from this life
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from the sorrows of lifes high-way
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He was needed above at the homestead of love
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for the last final roundup some-day
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Now the sad willows wave on a cold silent grave
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where the tall grasses bend and bow
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And the jackasses laugh is the only epitah
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o'er the grave of this brave saddle boy.
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At the schoolhouse on the rise teacher always watched the skies
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for the storm clouds that rose like foam
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Youve a long way he said so youd better go ahead
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saddle up saddle boy ride for home.
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He had 10 miles to ride thru the dark countryside
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as the storms all around raised on
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Just one creek left to cross struck by drifwood boy and horse
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swept away by the mad raging foam
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And the lightning overhead showed the last sandy bed
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where the boy and the pony lay
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And old boundry rider Troy was the the one who found the boy
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and who took the saddning message home next day
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And the old people say of the long nights in May
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when the wind thru the valley rolls
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Founding hoofbeats resound thru the tall timberland
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its there own saddle boy riding home