Excellent cribbage and whiskey old cowboy by Walter L. Jones

the song was called and put her name his hand was tired and old the pistol was aching for pleasure someone loves her, and go his hand went down with the trigger cost of the great deal of pain he shot the man in the river and left his body to drink now soldiers they live forever in the hearts of those who look behind from history to Western Cathedral so much Brandy and line Nelly's and nose no perception and gold just gets in the way I drive for pleasure and reflection so much for life gets away she knew him for what he was worth in tears she cried a lot of and the fear cored and so the winter comes home and the pot belly stove drives in the eyes of a child to talk to me you visit and I wonder what you are my heart please she still love so hard daddy what is war old dog and me curl up on the floor. Pot belly Brings back the memories soldiers and winter last 15/2 score

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