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The Cowboy mouth

The cowboy and his gun.
Shooting off his mouth at anyone.

Ten paces, then draw.
Life's precious, so what for.

He rides alone, him and his horse.
His gun, his mouth, brought divorce.

So now he just sings sad songs.
Alone is where he is and belongs.

Tear drops in his whisky at the saloon.
as a fight broke out between a bride and groom.

For cloak and dagger, horse and carriage.
The agreement of disagreement of marriage.


Peter Riddoch.




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