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I’m on my way to San Antone Gonna cowboy up There’s a filly there I need to see Sure enough, we’ll build a fire Take in the Alamo Then we’ll dance at The Wagon Wheel The best honky-tonk I know I’ll be on my best behave The whole weekend through I met her through Cowboy Date The internet is cool This solo buckaroo Don’t intend to be single for long This is our fourth rendezvous I’m not usually wrong I got a new Stetson hat Took my spurs off There’s a spring in my gait I look like George Strait In my fresh-pressed cowboy shirt I even got some cologne on Now, that’s a first I could go on and on I told my Mom she’s the one I’ll tell my gal tonight We’ll ride off into the sunset together Assuming everything goes all right
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Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
The Solo Buckaroo
I’m on my way to San Antone Gonna cowboy up There’s a filly there I need to see Sure enough, we’ll build a fire Take in the Alamo Then we’ll dance at The Wagon Wheel The best honky-tonk I know I’ll be on my best behave The whole weekend through I met her through Cowboy Date The internet is cool This solo buckaroo Don’t intend to be single for long This is our fourth rendezvous I’m not usually wrong I got a new Stetson hat Took my spurs off There’s a spring in my gait I look like George Strait In my fresh-pressed cowboy shirt I even got some cologne on Now, that’s a first I could go on and on I told my Mom she’s the one I’ll tell my gal tonight We’ll ride off into the sunset together Assuming everything goes all right
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neville-johnson
Aug 19, 2018
Aug 19, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
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