"We Raise The Kind The Cowboys Ride" |
"Trails Grow Dim" |
I look in the mirror | I think of my old friends, so many are gone. Taken before their time, it all seems so wrong. I can remember every good horse that ever came my way, but people's names and faces I can't seem to say. I think of the old times and for them, I yearn; just to turn back the clock even for half a turn. But, the good old days are gone and they ain't coming back; I'm over the hill and I know that's a fact. So, when I look in the mirror and I see that old man; I say, "Hello there handsome, you used to be a hand." -Lee Jones |
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