(American folk song)
1. I’m going to leave old Texas now
They’ve got no use for the longhorn cow.
2. They’ve plowed and fenced my cattle range,
And the people there are all so strange.
3. I’ll take my horse, I’ll take my rope,
And hit the trail upon a lope.
4. I’ll make my home on the wide wide range,
For the people there are not so strange.
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