Hank Snow - On The Rhythm Range
On The Rhythm Range
Hank Snow

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I was born a rover on the rhythmic range

A rootin' tootin' terror and I never will change

I sing a tune a day and travell all of the way
In rhythm




Everything around me is a part of my song
They seem to want to follow as I ramble along

The lazy hawk in the sky is even tempted to try


My rhythm



On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)

On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)

Everything is keepin' time to a sorta rhythmic rhyme
And rhythm




Everytime a Sunday comes a

Down beside the water hole I'm sure to be found
In rhythm
I'll be scrubin' and rubin' in a manner profound




Water from a thousand feet is colder than air

I always thought the Devil kept it warmer down there

I guess it were to his path so I'll be takin' my bath




In rhythm
On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)

On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)

Everything is keepin' time to a sort of rhythmic rhyme

And rhythm



I asked the prairie chicken when he started to scratch


If sandy fleas and bumble bees could hatch a better hatch
He said the only thing found beneath this doggone ground

Is rhythm



He started into workin' with a pause of his head

And then he turned around to me and here's what he said
I ain't a

Got rhythm




On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)
On the rhythm range (On the rhythm range)


Everything is keepin' time to a sort of rhythmic rhyme
And rhythm

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