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Roper, Hazer, Wild Ski Racer
It sure feels good when pain stops hurting
Like the good old days when we were flirting
We'd drink a few beers and strap on our skis
Head down the slopes and race through the trees
We always could find a pretty snow bunny
try to charm her and make her our honey.
The best time to ski was a warm spring day
When the bunnies wore bikinis and stole our hearts away
We were ropers and hazers and wild ski racers
now some of us have new joints and pace makers
I am one of the lucky ol boys
I can still ski and feel life's joys
Today I go skiing again. Yahoo buckaroo cockerbackjack, Im a roper and a hazer and a wild ski racer!
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