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TAYLORS SONG
(Sid. Palmer 2/26/04)
D/A/G(4/4 slow ballad
D A
He never fit in, as a kid, with his boots and cowbow hat.
D
All the jocks in school, never could see, where he was at.
A
His life was never, any fun, 'till they opened the gate.
A
It wasn't like ours,lived by hours,his came in seconds of
D
eight.
(BRIDGE)
G D A
As he goes out, in a blaze of glory,Underneath the bright
D
spot light.
G D A
One more round, in the big go round,that he called his
D
life.
G D A
On the back of a bull ,his life is full ,as he prays
D
nothing goes wrong.
A
And if it does,we will remember who he was,in the words of
D
a rodeo song.
(2)
Some say it's foolish, to live your life ,riding the very edge.
Others say, you can't die ,wondering what might have been.
Me I say ,there's got to be lessons learned, as we travel this road.
I was glad I was there,someone who cared, and he called me his friend.
(3)
No one could see, the tears as the rain fell down,and I wondered where he was.
A friend to the end,I traveled with him, moving from town to town.
And when they finished their words ,I swear I heard,as they lowered him down.
Somewhere on high,in that sweet by and by,they were calling for his next go round.
(This song is not for any particular cowboy but is a tribute to all who go out and
lay it on the line ever day.
There have been greats who paid the price for loving this sport)
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