Oh, my, don't the sky look spacious
With the stars all shinin' down
Well, I can hear the night wind howlin'
It's a high and lonesome sound
And I ain't had a woman in so long
I can't feed my starvin soul
Come on, saddle up, boys, we're gonna ride into town
We're gonna get a little out of control
There's a card game in the corner
And the barmaid smiled at me
woman
water
story
starvin
stars
taught
sound
smiled
fight
corner
trouble
drink
tipped
cheap
control
again
brought
think
alone
barmaid
wants
friend
gamblers
dollar
sliver
glory
spacious
gamble
gonna
little
lonesome
momma
money
night
saddle
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