Well, I hear that ol’ John Deere tractor
At the low water bridge
Pullin’ them drinkers across
He’s draggin’ so many on this Saturday night
I can smell that ol’ tractor’s exhaust

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But the rain on the roof sounds so pretty
And the cowboys I fear for the most
The medina done broke from it’s ragged ol’ pin
And it’s makin’ a run for the coast

Then a place down on Main Street
Right across from the bank
When somebody drew on a line
‘Bout twenty foot up on that Frontier Hotel
Where it crested back in ‘29
Well they said it took most of this little ol’ town
‘Cause we live on what they call the plain
Well I read all about it in the café downtown
Where they got that ol’ newspaper framed

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My grandmother called ‘bout 10 minutes ago
Like she does almost every night
She said they come home way early
From the ol’ rodeo
When a big bolt had knocked out the light
She said a cowboy got buckin’ just before it went dark
On a bull that they called Trick ‘r’ Treat
Ain’t nobody saw if he finished his ride
So I guess I’ll forget about sleep

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The medina done broke from it’s ragged ol’ pin
And it’s makin’ a run for he coast

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