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I'm ridin' an ol', worn Pinto
Got no place to lay my head
Go and get me a can of big yellow peaches
Oh, my true love is dead
I shot him this mornin' at daybreak
I shot him way down in the draw
He was runnin' around on the Mexican border
He was a dirty, thievin' outlaw
I'm ridin' an ol', worn Pinto
Got no place to lay my head
Go and get me a can of big yellow peaches
Oh, my true love is dead
I might go out huntin' for Mustang
I guess, we'll go back to the draw
I'll fill 'em many, alone, teach him and tell him
Sometimes, the gee from the heart
I'm ridin' an ol', worn Pinto
Got no place to lay my head
Gonna get me a can of big yellow peaches
Oh, my true love is dead
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