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Me and my uncle went a ridin’ down From Colorado， west Texas bound We stopped over in Santa Fe， Part it being about half way Besides it was the hottest part of the day
We led our ponies into the stall， Went to a bar boys， bought drinks for all Two days in the saddle， my body hurt. It being Summer， took off my shirt And tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt.
West Texas cowboys， all over town， With gold and silver， they’re loaded down. Just in from roundup， you know it seemed a shame And so my uncle， starts a friendly game. Hollow Jack the winner takes a gain.
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From the beginning my uncle started to win Them Texas cowboys， they was as mad as sin Some said he’s cheating. Aw， but that can’t be! Because my uncle， he’s as honest as me. And I’m about as honest as a Denver man can be.
One of them cowboys， you know he started to draw. I grabbed the bottle， slapped him on the jaw I had to shoot another， now he won’t grow old In the confusion， my uncle grabbed the gold， We hightailed it down to Mexico， Mexico， way down to Mexico
God bless cowboys， God bless gold. God bless my uncle， God rest his soul. He taught me well， boys， taught me all I know. Taught me so well that I grabbed the gold Left him lying there by the side of the road
