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*************** OLD TIMER (THE SONG) *************** written and performed by Waylon Jennings. Verse 1:
I grew uCp in WyoFming In and around Jackson's hole C In the shadows of Fthe Tetons
Where summers are hot
And winters unbearably cold C But the Spring aFnd the Fall Are always as good as it gets C For over 70 yearFs now I'd watch the sun rise and set C
Verse 2:
I've been a cowFboy Working the round-ups in spring C I've lived in tFhe mountains
Hunted the grizzly
Trapping the rivers and streams C Always the Floner I've treasured my freedom the most C And though i neverF married As a young man i might have come close C
Verse 3:
From someFwhere back east She came to the valley With a man who Cdid her no good He was fast witFh the ladies
A tin horn gambler
And a cCheat whenever he could She had no friFends or family Most of the time he was gone C He died in Fa card game And she found herself all alone C
Verse 4:
Alone andF afraid and left unprotected 'Cause he was aCll that she had Maybe i shFould have
But i never told her
So she never Cknew he was bad But i'll alFways remember Standing and watching her cry C There was no one Fto help her But i was determined to try C
Verse 5:
I mended herF fences and Fixed up her cabin I had everything looking good C I laid by hFer food
And wood for the winter
Helping wherever i could C The more i wFas around her The more i wanted to be C There was somethFing about her That brought out a good side of me C
Verse 6:
I went intFo town,i brought a new outfit I got me a hCaircut and shave I'd trek thrFough the snow
For no good reason
Just to go by hCer cabin each day I don't know abFout love But i was quite taken in by it all C Till her brotheFr came in the Spring And he took her back to St. Paul C
Verse 7:
I don't go downF to Jackson Ain't nothing there but motels and bars C Too damn manyF tourists
No place to hide
They'll find you wherever you are C They like to call me olFd timer I am getting older i guess C But i don't likFe the changes 'Cause i've seen it all at its best C
Verse 8:
When my life is Fover I don't want to be left in town C But up in thFe mountains
There is a place
I've marked off my own piece of ground C High in thFe Tetons Above and away from it all C From the top ofF old Grand
I bet on a clear day - you can see
All the way to St. Paul C Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr