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| When I was a | young man in | Sweetwater | Texas |
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| Just one thing | stayed on my | mind |
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| To ride a white | horse over | Durango | mountain |
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| And leave | Sweetwater Texas | behind |
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| But I turned twenty | one there in | Sweetwater | Texas |
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| Just one thing | made me stay | there |
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| I wanted to | leave, but | I was in | love |
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| The girl with the | chestnut brown | hair |
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| And there came a | time, |
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| when she said shed be | mine |
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| And go any | place any | time |
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| So we | rode a grey | dog over | Durango | mountain |
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| And left | Sweetwater | Texas be | hind |
| SOLO |
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| It was thundering and l | ightning when we | left Nolan | County |
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| The bus rolled | along through the | night |
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| And old 36 was a | magic black | demon |
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| leading towards the | citys bright | lights |
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| we pulled into | Houston at | ten in the | morning |
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| our hopes were as | high as the | sky |
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| but hopes turn to | weeks, then | years, then | forever |
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| I never | knew how f | ast time goes | by |
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| And cowboys sellin | cars |
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| And country girls in | bars |
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| Somehow | just don't seem | fair |
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| And I | wanted to | die cause I | knew I was | loosing |
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| The girl with the | chestnut brown | hair |
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| So many times I | said |
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| Id r | ather be | dead |
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| Than take downs to go to | bed |
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| And ups to clear my | head |
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| But If the good lord sees his | way |
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| To let me | live one more | day |
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| Im so tired of being alone |
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| Gonna | ride a white | horse over | Durango | mountain |
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| And make | Sweetwater | Texas my | home. |
| First attempt to tab something |
| any advice, email me |
| thanks |