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Sun Up

Ol' Sun Up will be my pard through thick or thin,
And I know as a race horse he may never win,
But he's got a great big heart and his manner is bold,
And he's good for a buck or two if the weather is cold.

Yes, he's throwed me hard and stepped on my knee,
But we covered a few thousand miles that horse an' me,
So I tell him I love him and how pretty he is
While he nickers softly for those carrots of his.

Oh, I know he'll jig an' spin and won't pay me no heed
Because if we ride in a group he's got to be in the lead,
But every once in while when we're alone on that canyon trail,
He does all I ask of him and we've got the world by the tail.

Now I'm gettin' old and fat and I surely must buckle his knees
But give him a straight away an' he can still split the breeze.
I swear that cayuse is still a thousand pounds of dynamite
An' even after all these years with me it's still love at first sight.

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