(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)
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Come ride with me cowboys
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I'll tell you a story
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Out where the whoopin' cranes fly
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I'll show you the white bones
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Of giants in sandstone
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Out where the wind never dies
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Come sit by the campfire
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I'll sing you a sad song
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Of rivers that never return
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Play soft on the mouth-harp
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Strum slow on the guitar
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And leave all the mem'ries to burn
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[Chorus]
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Roll on, Niobrara
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Roll on, Niobrara
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Roll on
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I'll show you the bright shiny
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Ribbon of silver
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That flows through the sandhills at dawn
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I'll find you the places
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Where clear water races
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Before all the traces are gone
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[Chorus]
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Roll on, Niobrara
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Roll on, Niobrara
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Roll on
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So pack up the bedroll
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And cinch up the saddle
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And head for the red mornin' sky
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We'll sing one more song for
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The wild Niobrara
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Out where the wind never dies
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[Chorus]
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Roll on, Niobrara
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Roll on, Niobrara
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Goodbye
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Niobrara
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C.W. McCall |