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Robert
Blake
The Old Cowboy
Lord, let me ride again,
or take me home.
Cause bull riding is the only thing you gave me to do,
That I didn't fuck up.
Now the guy who sells the peanuts, and the girl who spins the rope
They got their place in the sun, too.
But my sun shines on that bull's ass,
And glistens off his horns.
So Lord, let me ride again,
or take me home,
Cause peanuts just ain't for me.


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