Jerry Jeff Walker - Man With The Big Hat

Narrator:
In a bar in Arizona
On a sultry summer day
A cowboy came in off the road just to pass the time away
He pulled a stool up to the bar and pushed his hat back on his head
I listened to the stories told to the words that cowboy said. He said...

Cowboy:

I could tell you stories 'bout the Indians on the plain
Talk about Wells Fargo and the comin' of the trains
Talk of the slaughter of the buffalo that roamed
Sing a song of settlers, come out looking for a home

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Now the man with the big hat is buying
Drink up while the drinking is free
Drink up to the cowboys a dead or a dying Drink to my compadres and me
Drink to my compadres and me

Narrator:
Well his shirt was brown and faded
And his hat was wide and black
And the pants that once were blue were grey and had a pocket gone in back
He had a finger missin' from the hand that rolled the smoke
He laughed and talked of cowboy life but you knew it weren't no joke, he said....

Cowboy:
I seen the day so hot your pony could not stand
And if your water bag was dry, don't count upon the land
And winters, I've seen winters when your boots froze in the snow
And your only thought was leavin', but you had nowhere to go

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