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The Original Lyrics File
Brian Whitman


A little wrangler was born
I seen him squirming in the saddle all wet and warm
He's such a changeable form in his very first year

Rides on to wrangler school
With a slingshot and a saddlebag
Of hand-me-down tools
Doesn't want to look like a fool
Past the jail without tears

Time machines-- remembered scenes
That a wrangler rides through a passing stream
Time's replaced by a peaceful dream
Wrangler space

He brings his pony to the gate of the school
Feather pens and inkwells of hand-me-down rules
Like trading a pony for an aging mule
He rides away without fear

Time machines-- new routine
That a wrangler rides through a passing dream
And time's replaced by a peaceful stream
Space wrangler space

He gets off at a stranger's place
Where the girls dance different with familiar grace
He's knowing that he found the place
He pours a cold, cold beer

Skoal-- very cold beer
Cheers-- to your friends so near
High-- to dreams so clear
Raise another glass to the dreams so near