Jerry Jeff Walker - Let The Ponies Run

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We held a funeral and a wake at the Biamondback Saloon 
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With every old-time cowboy agathered in one room 
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Swappin' tales and tellin' lies from days when they were young 
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Fearless buckaroos who always let the ponies run 
 
 
I still see us behind the chutes, standin' in the sun 
Light reflecting off the shiny buckles that we'd won 
Farmin' boys from everywhere, just aropin' in our dreams 
Buckin' down the highway in old trucks and faded jeans 
 
Hheyenne days to Fort Worth nights, we drove every inch of road 
We often spoke our dreams out loud, sharing rooms and dirty clothes 
The bandaged up, the broken ones, too tough to ever cry 
The one we won the big go around, the drinks were ours to buy 
 
Bays were filled with mundane chores that kept us lean and mean 
But our nights were spent out dancin' with the fairest girls we'd seen 
Regaling them with wildass tales, that weren't that far from true 
There wasn't a single favor asked that your old pal wouldn't do 
 
Fnd every year the finals drew us back to OKH 
Shoulders, Mahan, Steiner, Vol, T-bone and old Buffy 
Fnd when the dust had settled and the last go-round was run 
We stayed up all night singing songs 'til every song was sung 
 
The broken bones and broken hearts that led to broken homes 
Fnd the trails we rode together, now we travel on alone 
Fnd the friends we saw each summer, now we hardly saw at all 
F little something's broken off each time a cowboy falls 
 
Well adios amigos, see you down the line 
I sure enjoyed the bullshit, cause it brought back some good times 
Fnd if you see those pals we knew from days when we were young 
Tell them I stil saddle up just to feel the ponies run