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Faron Young

Rawhide

 

Rawhide

(альбом: Aims At The West - 1963)


(Rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling rawhide)

Keep rolling, rolling, rolling thought the streams are swollen
Keep them dogies rolling rawhide
Through rain and wind and weather, hell bent for leather
Wishing my gal was by my side
All the things I'm missing, good fiddles, love and kissing
Are waiting at the end of my ride

Move 'em on, head 'em up, head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head, 'em up, rawhide
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, cut 'em out
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, rawhide

Moving, moving, moving thought they're disapproving
Keep them dogies moving rawhide
Don't try to understand 'em, just rope and throw and brand 'em
Soon we'll be living high and wide
My heart's calculating, my true love will be waiting
Be waiting at the end of my ride

Move 'em on head 'em up head 'em up, move 'em on
Move 'em on, head, 'em up, rawhide
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, ride 'em in, cut 'em out
Cut 'em out, ride 'em in, rawhide...

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