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  • Me and my uncle went ridin' down
    South Colorado, West Texas bound
    We stopped over in Santa Fe
    That bein' the point just about half way
    And you know it was the hottest part of the day
    I took the horses up to the stall
    Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
    Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
    It bein' summer, I took off my shirt
    And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt
    West Texas cowboys, they's all around
    With liquor and money, they're loaded down
    So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame
    You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game
    You know high-low Jack and the winner take the hand
    My uncle starts winnin', cowboys got sore
    And one of them called him, and then two more
    Accused him of cheatin', oh no, it couldn't be
    I know my uncle, he's as honest as me
    And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be and that's me
    One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
    And I shot him down Lord he never saw
    Shot me another, well that damn he won't grow old
    In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
    And we high-tailed it down to Mexico
    I love those cowboys, I love their gold
    I loved my uncle, God rest his soul
    He taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know
    Taught me so well, well, I grabbed that gold
    And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road
  • Me and my uncle went ridin' down
    South Colorado, West Texas bound
    We stopped over in Santa Fe
    That bein' the point just about half way
    And you know it was the hottest part of the day
    I took the horses up to the stall
    Went to the barroom, ordered drinks for all
    Three days in the saddle, you know my body hurt
    It bein' summer, I took off my shirt
    And I tried to wash off some of that dusty dirt
    West Texas cowboys, they's all around
    With liquor and money, they're loaded down
    So soon after payday, know it seemed a shame
    You know my uncle, he starts a friendly game
    You know high-low Jack and the winner take the hand
    My uncle starts winnin', cowboys got sore
    And one of them called him, and then two more
    Accused him of cheatin', oh no, it couldn't be
    I know my uncle, he's as honest as me
    And I'm as honest as a Denver man can be and that's me
    One of them cowboys, he starts to draw
    And I shot him down Lord he never saw
    Shot me another, well that damn he won't grow old
    In the confusion, my uncle grabbed the gold
    And we high-tailed it down to Mexico
    I love those cowboys, I love their gold
    I loved my uncle, God rest his soul
    He taught me good, Lord, taught me all I know
    Taught me so well, well, I grabbed that gold
    And I left his dead ass there by the side of the road