Tell Me How It Was

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By Baxter Black
The little kid sat on his knee
And looked up with stars in his eyes
He said, “Granddaddy, tell me again
How it was when you were my size.”
The old man remembered with care
 And the memories flooded his mind.
 He said, “It was wild and free in the west
But that was before your time
I had me a little blue roan
And son, he could run like the wind.

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