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FRED EAGLESMITH lyrics : "Tired"

Better take some extra blanketsGoing out past sixtyThey say the wind is cold Comin' in off the shellBetter take some extra flourTake some extra biscuitsTake another bedrollAnd a few more shotgun shellsDon't you ever get tired of herding up those cattleFrom low to high and high to lowAnd always changing groundDon't you ever tired of setting in that saddleStarin' at that Western sky watching the sun go downThey say the blacktop's tore up Right up through TopekaThey're pulling people overAnd the trucks are moving slowI got a friend out backHe knows a couple side roadsThe troopers stay out of thereAnd the weigh stations are closedDon't you ever get tired of herding up those cattleFrom low to high and high to low And always changing groundDon't you ever get tired of setting in that saddleStarin' at that Western sky watching the sun go downThey found old Ray McGuire last week up on Jimmy RidgeHe was wrapped up like a mummy Frozen colder than a stoneThey said they found his herdHe had them fenced and hitchedHe had several different breedsAnd the brands weren't all his ownDon't you ever get tired of herding up those cattleFrom low to high and high to lowAnd always changing groundDon't you ever get tired of setting in that saddleStarin' at that Western sky watching the sun go down

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