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1: Starin' at the south end of north bound cattle 
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   Slavin' in the saddle all day 
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   You've got to be some kind of natural born fool 
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   To want to live your life this way 

2: Well it can't be the cooking, it sure ain't the money 

   The devil made the horse that I ride 

   The days are too long and the nights are too short 

   And the boss ain't never satisfied 

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So what am I doing here Lord, what am I doing here 
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There's got to be something better up there 
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So what am I doing here
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BRIDGE 
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Sometimes I wonder in the lightning and the thunder 
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If a cowboy's even got a prayer 
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And why'd you have to make it so hard down here 
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When things are so much better up there 
3: Now the Lord called his angels all around the throne 
   Said boys I must be wastin' my time 
   'Cause I thought I gave the cowboy a pretty good life 
   Now he's complaining 'till the day he dies 
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