I Outgrew The Wagon (live At Longview Verson) chords by Ian Tyson

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Verse:1
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I was broke down in Wickenburg spring of seventy seven
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Things were looked lean for buffalo and me
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And I called up Harold Munsen over Battle Mountain way
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He says the TS wagon she's pullin out son fifteenth day of May

Verse:2
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Now I was no stranger to the wagon back when I was twenty one
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The IL, the YP, the old Circle A
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So I hocked my shoein outfit, we filled the old Chevy tank
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You know gas was fifty cents a gallon, back in them days

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And I outgrew the wagon and boy let me tell you why
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Ol' tipi she gets like an oven, and your bed ain never dry
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It was nearly mid-November  the work was finally through
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At fifteen below zero, you outgrow that old wagon too

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Verse:3
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Ah now don you misunderstand me we had lots of good times too
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I would not change a single memory
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Like the time we tied old Blackie up through him in cold Coyote Creek
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We were young and we were wild, like the horses we rode and the days stretched endlessly


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And I outgrew the wagon and boy let me tell you why
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Ol' tipi she gets like an oven at night, your bed ain never dry
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It was nearly mid-November  the work was finally through
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At fifteen below zero, you outgrow that old wagon too


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Now I was broke down in Wickenburg spring of seventy seven
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Things were lookin' tight for buffalo and me
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And I called up Harold Munsen over Battle Mountain way
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He says the TS wagon is pullin out son fifteenth day of May
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Be there

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