The Scabs
The Scabs - clark gable lyrics
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I feel like Clark Gable in the misfits huggin' and kissin' Marilyn Monroe find a place in the shade a shelter from the desert heat when you know you have to go ... you know you have to go ... call off the round-up, let the horses go cause they're misfits, just like you call of the round-up, let the horses go let 'em go! I feel like Clark Gable! and Gay enraged he gets the mustang back struggles for it, lets it go that's a golden thing to do a golden thing to do! hey Monty! how does it feel? to find out it's Clarks last reel hey Monty! how does it feel! how does it feel? Roslyn Tabor comes to Reno to find a rugged and aging cowboy "a man who's afraid to die is a man who's afraid to live" but even cowboys, they grow old even cowboys have to go you're a master over horse and man but you don't let it show that's a golden thing to do a golden thing to do ...