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Another good R.W. Hampton song. 4/4 (C)The painted walls of Palo (C7) Duro How my (F) heart can see them yet As a (C) boy of eighteen summers Long (G) before I knew regret There (C) I rode the bold (C7) unwilling And my (F) loop was keen and true And even (C) in the dead of winter (G) The sky seemed always (C) blue (C) And its been (F) Saddle horse and (G)catch twine (F) That has been my (C) life Some say its been my downfall That the (F) world has passed me (G) by The (F) life I live I (G) freely chose (F) I'm at yet (C) tonight I was (F) born to be a (C) cowboy And I (G) will be 'til I (C) die (C) In the heat of summer (C7) branding We'd (F) get an early start And as (C) we reached the pen of horses We'd (G) saddle in the dark Then (C) we'd ride out on the (C7) morning (F) Without a spoken word The (C) ring of spur and the fall of hoof was (G) All that could be (C) heard Chorus; (C) I first layed eyes on Darcy (C7) Taylor At (F) the cowboy christmas ball The (C) daughter of a preacher And the (G) fairest of them all But (C) I knew I could never have (C7) her Though (F) I loved her just the same And I (C) still get that old time feeling (G) When I hear her (C) name Chorus; (C) Photographs and trophy (C7) buckles The things (F) you hold with pride When eyes (C) grow dim, won't mean as much As (G) what you've got inside But (C) I've got a lot of (C7) memories To me (F) means more to me than gold And I (C) can say I'm ready lord (G) Any time its time to (C) go Chorus; |