Tom: C
Introdução:
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He was born on a bright day, 1908
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Must have made up his mind that he just couldn't wait
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The labor came on so quick and so fast
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They rushed to town but she just couldn't last
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He entered the world with his daddy playing doctor
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A horse for a nursemaid, cattle milling about
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Born in the back of his daddy's ranch wagon
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Into the tools of the trade there was never a doubt
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He loved the wide open spaces the best
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He looked east every morning, every evening he looked west
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Loved his cowboying ways more than anyone knew
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Cowboy from Catarina, it's open spaces for you
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Cowboy from Catarina, it's open spaces for you
Spent whole days on horseback just explaining the country
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The eighties rolled around and his skin was wrinkled leather
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The hearing had faded and his balance had been better
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But he could still spot a buck three fencelines away
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And cowboy from Catarina I wonder where you are today
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Are you down in the draw where the rock faces whistle
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Are you sitting amongst the mesquite shrubs and thistles
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Can you smell the whitebrush that the breeze carries by
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And are you thanking the angels for your cowboyin' life
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Cause you loved the wide open spaces the best
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You looked east every morning, every evening you looked out west
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You loved your cowboying ways more than anyone knew
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Cowboy from Catarina, it's open spaces for you
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Cowboy from Catarina, it's open spaces
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It's them wide open spaces for you