Night Guard

Stan Rogers

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Forty-four's_ no age_ to start again_ But the bulls_ were getting tough_ and he was_ never_ free of_ pain_ While others_ blew their winnings_ getting_ tanked_ Most of his_ got banked__ saving for_ the fa-arm_ He never thought_ she'd wait for him_ at all_ She wanted_ more_ than broken_ bones_ and trophies_ on the wall_ But when he_ quit_ and finally_ got the farm_ She ran into his arms_ and now they've got_ a kid_ He was star_ of all_ the ro_-deos_ but now they rob_ him blind_ It took_ eighteen years_ of Brahma bulls_ and life_ on_ the line_ To get this spread_ and a decent herd_ But now_ he spends his time_ pulling night_ guard____ He told her_ that he'd_ got it_ for the game_ A "Winnie"_ 3 0_3_ with his initials_ on the frame_ Riding in the scabbard at his_ knee_ Tonight he's gonna see_ who's_ getting_ all_ the stock_ Seventh_ one_ this summer_ yesterday_ Half a year_ of profits_ gone_ and now there's hell to pay_ The cops say_ they know_ who_ but there's no proof_ The banker hit the roof_ and damn near took_ the car_ He was star_ of all_ the ro_-deos_ but now they rob_ him blind_ It took_ eighteen years_ of Brahma bulls_ and life_ on_ the line_ To get this spread_ and a decent herd_ But now_ he spends his_ time_ pulling night_ guard____ He hears_ the wire_ popping_ by_ the road_ Sees_ the blacked out Reo_ coming_ for_ another_ load_ This time it's not one they take_ but two_ Two minutes and they're through_ and laughing in_ the cab_ And here will be_ the end_ of this_ tonight_ 'Cause all_ the proof_ he needs_ is lying steady_ in his sights_ It may be just the worst thing he could do_ But he squeezes off_ a few_ then makes his call_ to town_ He was star_ of all_ the ro_-deos_ but now they rob_ him blind_ It took_ eighteen years_ of Brahma bulls_ and life_ on_ the line_ To get this spread_ and a decent herd_ But now_ he spends his_ time_ pulling night_ guard____ He was star_ of all_ the ro_-deos_ but now they rob_ him blind_ It took_ eighteen years_ of Brahma bulls_ and life_ on_ the line_ To get this spread_ and a decent herd_ But now_ he spends his_ time_ pulling night_ guard____

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