Aaron Watson – Vaquero (Guitar)

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This old Mexican cowboy at the bar

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Looked a hundred years old

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He had a million dollar smile

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And his withered brown skin shimmered like California gold

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He said, "I'm a little short on cash, but I'm long on life"

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"For a shot of tequila, I'll give you some dang good advice"

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He said, "Don't leave your beer in the hot Texas sun"

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"Don't argue with a woman while she's holding a gun"

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"Never cheat when it comes to love or dominoes"

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"Vaya con dios" said the old vaquero

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Well my heart sank

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The more he drank, the more he poured out his misery

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How he lost her after forty seven years

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And his tears started flowing like the Rio Grand-e

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He started speaking in Spanish then he kissed his rosary

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Said "Por siempre mi amor", his one more to her memory

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He said, "Don't live you life like a sad country song"

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"A fool on a stool is still a stool, right or wrong"

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"Pride is a bandito breaking hearts as he goes"

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"Vaya con dios" said the old vaquero

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I walked over to the corner, turned the old jukebox on

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When I turned back around like a ghost he was gone

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So I paid his tab, called a cab, called it a night

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And came straight home to you

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As we laid there in bed I told you all the things he said

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We laughed, we cried, and I held you the whole night through

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You know I think of him often, out there all alone

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Maybe he was an angel, or just an old man from San Anton

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He said, "Don't leave your beer in the hot Texas sun"

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"Don't argue with a woman while she's holding a gun"

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"Never cheat when it comes to love or dominoes"

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"Vaya con dios"

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He said, "Don't live you life like a sad country song"

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"A fool on a stool is still a stool, right or wrong"

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"Pride is a bandito breaking hearts as he goes"

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"Vaya con dios"

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He said, "Vaya con dios"

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This old Mexican cowboy at the bar

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Looked a hundred years old

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He had a million dollar smile

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And his withered brown skin shimmered like California gold