WICHITA			Fred J. Eaglesmith

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Split windows & busted whipers	


Never had a chance outside of Wichita	


They shut us down.

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Had a horse trailer full of dreams	

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He was 65 I was 14.	
	
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They run us right into the ground


That's an old story now


              D
And the Wichita gospel radio	


Played all the country songs	

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That you've ever known

              D
And the signal would come in


Loud and strong


Way down into Oklahoma

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And all night long

	   E
Till it was gone

	             D
And we'd shut it off

        A	             E
And listen to the wild horses

        D
Stampeding through the ranges

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In our mind


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Saddle broncs & rodeos


The horse was a run-a-way

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From Liberal

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With an altered brand



And we kept his white from showing

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With shoe polish and number 2 stove oil

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The wind stood still when he ran


             D
And the Wichita gospel radio	


Played all the country songs	

		A	G
That you've ever known

             D
And the signal would come in


Loud and strong


Way down into Oklahoma

	       A
And all night long

	   E
Till it was gone

	            D
And we'd turn it off

        A		      E
And listen to the wild horses

        D			          G   D
Stampeding through the ranges

           A	        D    A    E    D
Of our mind




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Stabled him across the state-line


In a woodshed left standing

            D	  G   D
From a house-fire

                    A
We slept outside



A truck with a registration

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From an unknown reservation in Idaho

	             A
Then one day he died

             E          D      A
I sat up all night  & I cried



              D
And the Wichita gospel radio	


Played all the country songs	

	             A	G
That you've ever known

             D
And the signal would come in


Loud and strong


Way down into Oklahoma

	       A
And all night long

	   E
Till it was gone

	            D
And we'd turn it off

        A                        E
And listen to the wild horses

        D			         G  D
Stampeding through the ranges 

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In our mind   	In our mind	           In our mind