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Guthrie Arlo Son Of The Wind

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Buffalo Gals. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Buffalo Gals.
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As I was walking down the street Down the street, down the street A pretty girl I chanced to meet And we danced by the light of the moon CHORUS: Buffalo

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. I Ride An Old Paint. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Én Ride egy régi Paint.
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matted, their backs are all raw CHORUS: Ride around little dogies, ride around them slow For the fiery and snuffy are rarin' to go Old Bill Jones had a daughter and a son

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Dead Or Alive. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Dead Or Alive.
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Well, the new sheriff wrote me a letter Yes, the new sheriff wrote me a letter Come up and see me, dead or alive Come up and see me, dead or alive CHORUS

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Ridin' Down The Canyon. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Ridin 'Down The Canyon.
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When evening chores are over at the ranch house on the plains And there's nothing left to do but lay around I saddle up my pony and go riding down the

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. The Gal I Left Behind. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. A Gal I Left Behind.
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left behind me CHORUS: That sweet little gal, that true little gal The gal I left behind me That sweet little gal, that pretty little gal The gal I left behind me The wind

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Utah Carroll. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Utah Carroll.
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So you ask me my kind friend Why I am sad and still And why my brow is darkened Like the clouds upon the hill Rein in your ponies closer And I'll tell

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. The Streets Of Laredo. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. The Streets Of Laredo.
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As I walked out in the streets of Laredo As I walked out in Laredo one day I spied a poor cowboy wrapped up in white linen All wrapped in white linen

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Woody's Rag/hard Work. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Woody a Rag / kemény munka.
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While we're on the subject of hard work, I just wanted to say that I always was a man to work. I was born working and I worked my way up by hard work

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Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. When The Cactus Is In Bloom. Arlo Guthrie. Son Of The Wind. Amikor a Cactus In Bloom.
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Cattle prowl and the coyotes howl Out on the Great Divide Never done no wrong, just singin' a song As down the trail I ride Rattle snakes rattle at