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Jack, the Cowboy
Rich herds through fields of Colorado
Was shepherded by cowboy Jack.
In the saloons the mob and gangsters
Proposed toasts for his wealth.
I don’t guarantee for total South -
Prairies here are very-very large,
But along the long Mexico border
Everybody knows the cowboy Jack .
Once farmer Sarah milked her cow
And Jack was slow riding by.
She said “I wonder, you are famous,
But you don’t look like superstar!”
To show his elegance and coolness
He took his “Camel” in respond
“As I can see you are eccentric,
But my dear damsel, know what:
I don’t guarantee for Marlboro country -
Chaparral grows here very thick,
But along the long Mexico border
Everybody met me with respect!”
Tornados walk near horizon,
It’s time for cactuses to bloom.
“Jack fall in love with our Sarah” -
Was line in the police report.
When Jack led Sarah to the altar
The Bible trembled in pastor’s hands,
One sentimental narco-baron
Wiped off a couple of tender tears.
The saddle is awfully creaking.
My banjo plays a song of love.
My horse is my only audience...
It's deaf completely, anyway.
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Jack, the Cowboy
Rich herds through fields of Colorado
Was shepherded by cowboy Jack.
In the saloons the mob and gangsters
Proposed toasts for his wealth.
I don’t guarantee for total South -
Prairies here are very-very large,
But along the long Mexico border
Everybody knows the cowboy Jack .
Once farmer Sarah milked her cow
And Jack was slow riding by.
She said “I wonder, you are famous,
But you don’t look like superstar!”
To show his elegance and coolness
He took his “Camel” in respond
“As I can see you are eccentric,
But my dear damsel, know what:
I don’t guarantee for Marlboro country -
Chaparral grows here very thick,
But along the long Mexico border
Everybody met me with respect!”
Tornados walk near horizon,
It’s time for cactuses to bloom.
“Jack fall in love with our Sarah” -
Was line in the police report.
When Jack led Sarah to the altar
The Bible trembled in pastor’s hands,
One sentimental narco-baron
Wiped off a couple of tender tears.
The saddle is awfully creaking.
My banjo plays a song of love.
My horse is my only audience...
It's deaf completely, anyway.