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I Outgrew The Wagon

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I was broke down in Wickenburg spring of seventy seven
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Things were looked lean for buffalo and me
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And I called up Darrel Munson over Battle Mountain way
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He says the TS wagon she's pullin' out son fifteenth day of May
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Now I was no stranger to the wagon back when I was twenty one
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The IL, the YP, the old Circle A
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So I hocked my shoein outfit, we filled the old Chevy tank
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You know gas was fifty cents a gallon, back in them days
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And I outgrew the wagon and boy let me tell you why
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Ol' teepee she gets like an oven, your bed ain't never dry
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It was nearly mid-November   the work was finally through
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At fifteen below zero, you outgrow that old wagon too
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Ah now don you misunderstand me we had lots of good times too
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I would not change a single memory
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Like the time we tied old Blackie up through him in cold Coyote Creek
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We were young and we were wild, like the horses we rode and the days stretched endlessly
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And I outgrew the wagon and boy let me tell you why
 D                                                                                 Bm                                 Em                                                     A 
Ol' teepee she gets like an oven at night, your bed ain't never dry
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It was nearly mid-November   the work was finally through
           D                                                                             A                                                           D 
At fifteen below zero, you outgrow that old wagon too
 D                                                                                                                     G                                                 D 
Now I was broke down in Wickenburg spring of seventy seven
 D                                                                                                                         A 
Things were lookin' tight for buffalo and me
 A       D                                                                                         G                                                   D 
And I called up Darrel Munson over Battle Mountain way
 D                                                                                                                         A                                           D 
He says the TS wagon is pullin out son fifteenth day of May
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Be there
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