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Cowboy hat, cowboy boots
Denim jacket full of Mexican cheroots
How that man can sing
I got trouble on my mind
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine
He came to Paris from Portland town
Carrying a banjo, playing around
How that man can sing
I got trouble on my mind
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine
Too much whisky, too much wine
Too much travelling down the line
How that man can sing
I got trouble on my mind
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine
Headin' down that one-way track
Carrying the devil on his back
How that man can sing
I got trouble on my mind
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine
He got a lady so sweet and kind
He's okay now, doing fine
How that man can sing
I got trouble on my mind
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine
Cowboy hat, cowboy boots
Denim jacket full of Mexican cheroots
How that man can sing
I got trouble on my mind
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine
It's good to know that he's a friend of mine