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If you find me dead in the field, Prop me up by the nearest tree, Place my hat in my lap, And face me west, So my soul can leave with the sunset, And my boots can finally have a reprieve.
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May 20, 2023
May 20, 2023 at 1:08 AM UTC
A cowboy's final peace
If you find me dead in the field, Prop me up by the nearest tree, Place my hat in my lap, And face me west, So my soul can leave with the sunset, And my boots can finally have a reprieve.
Dan Johnson- Faraway Skies
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TheBassist
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31/M/Ohio
May 20, 2023
May 20, 2023 at 1:08 AM UTC
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