Chris LeDoux – Strawberry Roan (Guitar)

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Let me tell you a tale and a good one I own of an old caballo a strawberry roan

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I was hangin' round town just a spendin' my time out of a job and not earnin' a dime

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When a stranger steps up and he says I suppose you're a bronc rider by the looks of your clothes

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I says guess you're right there's none I can't tame if it's ridin' wild ponies that my middle name

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Oh that strawberry roan oh that strawberry roan

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He says he's a cayuse that's never been rode

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The guy that gets on him is bound to get throwed

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Throwed off of that strawberry roan

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Out in the horse corral standin' alone is an old caballo, a strawberry roan

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Spavined old legs and small pigeon toes pair of pig eyes and a long Roman nose

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Little pin ears and they're split at the tip a big forty-four brand was on his left hip

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So I puts on my spurs and I coils up my twine says to that stranger that ten spot is mine

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Oh that strawberry roan oh that strawberry roan

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I'll break him to saddle or break him my own

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I'll ride him until he lies down with a grown

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Bring on your strawberry roan

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Then I puts on my blind and it sure is a fight, next comes the saddle I screws her down tight

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Steps up aboard him and rises the blind get out the way boys he's gonna unwind

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Shore is a broad walker he heaves a big sigh he only lacks wings for to be on the fly

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He's the worst buckin' bronco I've seen on the range, turn on a nickle and give you some change

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Oh that strawberry roan oh that strawberry roan

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That sunfishin' critter's worth leavin' alone

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There's nary a buster from Texas to Nome

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Can ride that strawberry roan

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Can ride that strawberry roan