Grateful Dead – Me And My Uncle (Ukulele)

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Me and my uncle went ridin' down

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South Color-ado, West Texas bound

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We stopped over in Santa Fe

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That point being just about half way

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And you know it was the hottest part of the day

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I took the horses up to the stall

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Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all

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Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt

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It bein' summer, I took off my shirt

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And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt

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West Texas cowboys, they's all around

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With liquor and money, they're loaded down

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So soon after payday, you know it seemed a shame

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You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game

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High-low jack and the winner take the hand

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My uncle starts winnin' - cowboys got sore

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One of them called him and then two more

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Accused him of cheatin' - oh no, it couldn't be

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I know my uncle - he's as honest as me

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And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be

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One of them cowboys, he starts to draw

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I shot him down, Lord, he never saw

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Shot me a-nother, hot damn, he won't grow old

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And in the con-fusion my uncle grabbed the gold

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And we high-tailed it down to Mexi-co

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I love those cowboys, I love their gold

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I loved my uncle, God rest his soul

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He taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know

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Taught me so well, I grabbed that gold

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And I left his dead-ass there by the side of the road