Hank Snow – The Prisoned Cowboy (Guitar)

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Kind friends you have heard the story

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And the song called Twenty One Years

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All of how two lovers parted

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Of their sorrow, pain and tears

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I am another who's heartbroken

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And I'm in this lonesome jail

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I was once an honest ranger

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Tried for fame but soon I failed

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I was a cowboy singer

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And I played the old guitar

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But my mind was set on roaming

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I started out for lands a-far

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Soon fell with bad companions

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And we robbed the Southern mail

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Shot and killed some helpless lady

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As I think my face grows pale

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(yodeling)

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I had a pretty sweet heart

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And she though the world of me

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But we parted at the station

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Down in sunny Tennessee

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Last night from her I got a letter

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Saying, "I can never be your bride"

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As the moon shone though my window

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I bowed down my head and cried

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Never more we'll stroll together;

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Down in dear old Lover's Lane

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I must spend my life in prison

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I pray on high we'll meet again

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(yodeling)