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Old Timer  Waylon Jennings

        I[D] grew up[A] in Wyoming
        In and around Jackson's h[D]ole
        In the shad[A]ows of the Tetons
Where summers are hot
        And winters unbearably c[D]old
        But the S[G]pring and the Fall
        Are always as good as it g[D]ets
        For over [A]70 years now
        I'd watch the sun rise and [D]set
Verse 2:
        I've bee[A]n a cowboy
        Working the round-ups in spr[D]ing
        I've liv[A]ed in the mountains
Hunted the grizzly
        Trapping the rivers and str[D]eams
        Alwa[G]ys the loner
        I've treasured my freedom the m[D]ost
        And though [A]i never married
        As a young man i might have come cl[D]ose
Verse 3:
        Fr[G]om somewhere back east
She came to the valley
        With a m[D]an who did her no good
        He was f[G]ast with the ladies
A tin horn gambler
        And a c[D]heat whenever he could
        She had[G] no friends or family
        Most of the time he was g[D]one
        He d[A]ied in a card game
        And she found herself all al[D]one
Verse 4:
        Al[G]one and afraid and left unprotected
        'Cause h[D]e was all that she had
        May[G]be i should have
But i never told her
        So she[D] never knew he was bad
        But [G]i'll always remember
        Standing and watching her [D]cry
        There was [A]no one to help her
        But i was determined to t[D]ry
Verse 5:
        I men[A]ded her fences and
Fixed up her cabin
        I had everything looking g[D]ood
        I la[A]id by her food
And wood for the winter
        Helping wherever i c[D]ould
        The m[G]ore i was around her
        The more i wanted to [D]be
        There was[A] something about her
        That brought out a good side of [D]me
Verse 6:
        I w[G]ent into town,i brought a new outfit
        I got[D] me a haircut and shave
        I'd t[G]rek through the snow
For no good reason
        Just to [D]go by her cabin each day
        I don't [G]know about love
        But i was quite taken in by it a[D]ll
        Till her[A] brother came in the Spring
        And he took her back to St. P[D]aul
Verse 7:
        I don't [A]go down to Jackson
        Ain't nothing there but motels and b[D]ars
        Too da[A]mn many tourists
No place to hide
        They'll find you wherever you a[D]re
        They like to cal[G]l me old timer
        I am getting older i gu[D]ess
        But i do[A]n't like the changes
        'Cause i've seen it all at its b[D]est
Verse 8:
        When my l[A]ife is over
        I don't want to be left in t[D]own
        But u[A]p in the mountains
There is a place
        I've marked off my own piece of gr[D]ound
        Hig[G]h in the Tetons
        Above and away from it [D]all
        From the[A] top of old Grand
I bet on a clear day - you can see
        All the way to St. P[D]aul
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr

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