Intro
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[Verse 1]
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He might have needed a longer look, he might have read an old Tschiffely's book,
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the truth will come with ten thousand miles in the saddle.
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He's seen a few good years between criollo ears
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and all he knows is the trail goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[Verse 2]
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He's the only one I know, pure as the driven yayo,
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drifting past the ghosts of Mancha and Gato.
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He's stacked a few good hopes from the Andean eastern slopes
B E
and all he knows is the trail goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[Chorus]
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And he's the only long rider I know,
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and he's the only long rider I know.
[Verse 3]
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I'd kinda like to take his place issuing a long-reined equine grace,
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saddle tramping the world on the wind like a stranger.
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He's he'd a few good tears between criollo ears,
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and all he knows is the trail goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[Chorus]
D A E
And he's the only long rider I know,
D A
and he's the only long rider I [Interlude] know.
[Interlude]
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[Verse 4]
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I think I seen him in the second row at some forgotten UK show
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and God knows that's a long long way from the saddle.
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The whispering that he hears between criollo ears
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and all he knows is the tale goes on and on, it goes on and on.
[End-Chorus]
D A E
And he's the only long rider I know,
D A E
he's the only long rider I know.
D A E
Yeah, he's the only long rider I know,
D A
he's the only long rider I [Outro] know.
[Outro] (Fading Out)
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