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Well I was born in this valley, on this ranch, I was raised
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I learned to lope, rope and dally, on the S lazy H
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Well the roots of my people, they run deep on this place 
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I am sixth generation on the S lazy H

[Verse 2]
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When it came to the future, I never gave it a thought
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If there were broncs to be broken, endless steers to be caught
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Well my youth, it was carefree, for the work was my play
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And what I loved would always be there on the S lazy H

[Verse 3]
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I had one beloved sister a few years younger than me
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Before a sole cowboy had kissed her, she left for school in the East
          G                                  C            G
Me I might have gone to college, might have liked to fly planes
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But my dad, he needed help to run the S lazy H

[Verse 4]
      G                                     C            G
So I worked there long-side him, put adult years in this place 
       G                             Am          D
And I gained appreciation, for the lines on his face
          G                             C           G
And when mom had grown older, and when dad passed away
           G            Bm      C   D  G
It fell to me to look after the S lazy H

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[Verse 5]
            G                              C            G
By now my sister she had married a sharp attorney back East
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We didn’t see eye to eye but, I did my best to make peace 
               G                                     C            G
What did they see when they looked over, over the fence one fine day
             G           Bm          C   D  G
They saw a whole lot of value in the S lazy H

[Verse 6]
            G                          C                 G
So after thought and assessment, the court awarded them half
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And no cow-calf operation carries that kind of cash
          G                                      C          G
Well I worked through the numbers, worked them every which way
        G                                C         G
Yeah I went through the numbers, oh and boys I’m afraid
          G              Bm          C   D  G
I had to sell twenty sections of the S lazy H

[Verse 7]
            G                           C           G
Sometimes right isn’t equal, sometimes equal’s not fair
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There will soon be rows of houses on that ridge over there
         G                       C        G
Many lifetimes of labor will be all but erased 
           G              Bm                  C  D   G
So shed a tear and look skyward, God help the S lazy H

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[Verse 8]
              G                            C          G
The last few years were a struggle, but I gave it my best
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And I tried to go forward on the land that was left
          G                              C             G
I have lived with the sorrow and I will die with the shame
             G                Bm         C  D   G
For now the bank owns what’s left of the S lazy H