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He’s standing in front of me Wearing a ten-gallon hat And I think, take it off You’re in the city, you look like a prat But it’s only when you get a talking That you really begin to understand He may be an old cowpoke But he’s really worked the land Sweating in the midday sun With a little cowgirl on the side A smile flashes across his face A knowing that he can’t hide Yes I’ve drank in smoky barrooms I’ve taken a few hotties on the lash I’ve seen clear mountain mornings I’ve even railed with Johnny Cash So don’t judge me by the tatty hat Or by my faded wrangler jeans Because looks can be deceptive When everything’s not as it seems I’ve seen the world, I’ve been to town I’ve know the love on a woman’s breath I don’t mean to bone, but leave me alone Now while I collect my redundancy cheque.
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May 31, 2012
May 31, 2012 at 6:03 AM UTC
Wish I Didn’t Know Now (What I Didn’t Know Then)
He’s standing in front of me Wearing a ten-gallon hat And I think, take it off You’re in the city, you look like a prat But it’s only when you get a talking That you really begin to understand He may be an old cowpoke But he’s really worked the land Sweating in the midday sun With a little cowgirl on the side A smile flashes across his face A knowing that he can’t hide Yes I’ve drank in smoky barrooms I’ve taken a few hotties on the lash I’ve seen clear mountain mornings I’ve even railed with Johnny Cash So don’t judge me by the tatty hat Or by my faded wrangler jeans Because looks can be deceptive When everything’s not as it seems I’ve seen the world, I’ve been to town I’ve know the love on a woman’s breath I don’t mean to bone, but leave me alone Now while I collect my redundancy cheque.
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English
May 31, 2012
May 31, 2012 at 6:03 AM UTC
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