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I was raised in a country with cattle and horses,
Cowboys and good buckaroos,
Where the grass was as high as a tall hosses belly,
And water ran clear and blue,
I was raised in a country we all knew as heaven,
As close as a man could be,
With mountains and grasses and horses and cattle,
As far as the eye could see,
I was raised in a country where a man kept his word,
And everyone knew it was true,
Where the shake of a hand was the way to do business,
That was the way that we knew,
I was raised in a country where everyone neighbored,
And helped when we needed a crew,
Where wed all get together and help out in bad times,
That was the thing to do,
I was raised in a country with moose, elk, and grizzly,
And maybe a rabbit or two,
Where the winters were cold and you ate lots of gravy,
Biscuits and wild meat stew,
I was raised in a country thats goin thru changes,
Folks are now heartless and cruel,
And its sad to see everything going to hell,
Because money and greed are the rule.
Copyright ©2003 TJ Casey. All rights reserved.
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