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[Verse 1 & 2]
Come all you roving cowboys, bow down your head and hand,
I'll tell to you a story while you around me stand.
I'm goin' to quit this wild west, this bleak and stormy plain,
Where the Indians prowl I'll leave you to ne'er return again.

I've crossed the Rocky Mountains, I've crossed the rocky hills,
I've crossed the Rocky Mountains where many a brave boy fell.
I've seen the distant country, the Indian and the wild,
I'll never forget that old, old home, and mother's sweetest smile.
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