Verse
E A E
Well I was born in this valley, on this ranch, I was raised
E F#m B
I learned to lope, rope and dally, on the S lazy H
E A E
Well the roots of my people, they run deep on this place
E G#m A B E
I am sixth generation on the S lazy H
[Verse 2]
E A E
When it came to the future, I never gave it a thought
E F#m B
If there were broncs to be broken, endless steers to be caught
E A E
Well my youth, it was carefree, for the work was my play
E G#m A B E
And what I loved would always be there on the S lazy H
[Verse 3]
E A E
I had one beloved sister a few years younger than me
E F#m B
Before a sole cowboy had kissed her, she left for school in the East
E A E
Me I might have gone to college, might have liked to fly planes
E G#m A B E
But my dad, he needed help to run the S lazy H
[Verse 4]
E A E
So I worked there long-side him, put adult years in this place
E F#m B
And I gained appreciation, for the lines on his face
E A E
And when mom had grown older, and when dad passed away
E G#m A B E
It fell to me to look after the S lazy H
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E A F#m E B E A E
[Verse 5]
E A E
By now my sister she had married a sharp attorney back East
E F#m B
We didn’t see eye to eye but, I did my best to make peace
E A E
What did they see when they looked over, over the fence one fine day
E G#m A B E
They saw a whole lot of value in the S lazy H
[Verse 6]
E A E
So after thought and assessment, the court awarded them half
E F#m B
And no cow-calf operation carries that kind of cash
E A E
Well I worked through the numbers, worked them every which way
E A E
Yeah I went through the numbers, oh and boys I’m afraid
E G#m A B E
I had to sell twenty sections of the S lazy H
[Verse 7]
E A E
Sometimes right isn’t equal, sometimes equal’s not fair
E F#m B
There will soon be rows of houses on that ridge over there
E A E
Many lifetimes of labor will be all but erased
E G#m A B E
So shed a tear and look skyward, God help the S lazy H
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E A F#m E B E A E
[Verse 8]
E A E
The last few years were a struggle, but I gave it my best
E F#m B
And I tried to go forward on the land that was left
E A E
I have lived with the sorrow and I will die with the shame
E G#m A B E
For now the bank owns what’s left of the S lazy H