Used to see him here on the weekends
Canadian Windsor in his hand
We?d sit and drink and talk for hours
One night he bought the whole damn place a round
3rd generation dirt farmer
Gamblin? was the word that came to mind
You knew another year of drought would kill him
Buddy I always thought everything would work out fine
He never let her see him lonely
She never saw the banker?s letter make him cry
It?s got all the makin?s for
Another sentimental guy
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