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I got a good bull roped, I got a brand new bell
I got a hot rod pick up truck she can really set sail Pushing that red line gotta make that show Gonna meet my buddies at the rodeo Just drew myself a mean old bull We're all smellin' money 'cause the jackpot's full He's got the fire in his belly and he turns back quick Son this big devil's got a bag of tricks Gimme 8 seconds, gimme one more shot Gimme hell below, gimme strength on top You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To hitch your wagon to a hurricane Gonna rap my rope around my gloves real tight I'm droppin' my hooks down and I'm ready to ride Say a little pray give a nod and go, stay clean in the middle 'Till I hear that whistle blow Gimmie eight more seconds, gimmie one more shot Gimmie hell below, gimmie strength on top You gotta be crazy, gotta be insane To hitch your wagon to a hurricane Yeah hitch your wagon to a hurricane |
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| 5:13 |
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It's all the same only the names will change Everyday it seems we're wasting away Another place where the faces are so cold I'd drive all night Just to get back home I'm a cowboy on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted Dead or alive Wanted Dead or alive Sometimes I sleep sometimes it's not for days And the people I meet always go their seperate ways Sometimes you tell the day by the bottle that you drink Sometimes when you're alone all you do is think I'm a cowboy (cowboy) on steel horse I ride I'm wanted (Wanted) Dead or alive Wanted (Wanted) Dead or alive And I Ride I'm a cowboy (cowboy) on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (Wanted) Dead or alive And I walk these streets a loaded six string on my back I play for keeps 'cause I might not make it back I been everywhere (everywhere) still I'm standing tall I've seen a million faces and I've rocked them all Cause I'm a cowboy (Cowboy) on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted) Dead or alive Well I'm a cowboy (cowboy) I got the night on my side I'm wanted (wanted) Dead or alive And I ride (And I ride) Dead or Alive I still drive (I still drive) Dead or Alive (5x's) |
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It's leavin time again
I'm headed out with all my friends It's a roll of the dice I've never thought twice About the way I've been spending my time Trying my guts out for every dime Working in an office building tall Don't know who's next to you at all But being out here The blood, the guts, the beer Is a test Only time will tell It brings you close, man Closer than hell CHORUS: We're leaving, leaving again Can't recall where all we been I guess we'll just go Go till we're too old Or we run out of road The other day I talked to Lou He quit back in '92 Says he misses it bad Those were the best times he ever had He said, "Give it hell to the end 'Cause once you quit You can't get it back again" CHORUS: We're leaving, leaving again Can't recall where all we been I guess we'll just go Go till we're too old Or we run out of road BRIDGE: Expensive cabs and shitty food Washed down with cancelled flights This week endorsement holidays You miss your boy and wife Oh the late night drives, the calls The dawn to strike you like a knife Hey man, this is a beautiful life We're leaving again, leaving again... CHORUS (x2): We're leaving, leaving again Can't recall where all we been I guess we'll just go I guess we'll just go I guess we'll just go Till we're too old Or we run out of road |
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Day by day night after night....Blinded by the neon lights
Hurry here hustlin' there....No one's got the time to spare Money's tight nothin' free....Won't somebody come and rescue me I am stranded....Caught in the crossfire Stranded....Caught in the crossfire. Tooth for tooth eye for an eye....Sell your soul just to buy buy buy Beggin' a dollar stealin' a dime....Come on can't you see that I I am stranded....Caught in the crossfire I am stranded....Caught in the crossfire. I need some kind of kindness....Some kind of sympathy oh no We're stranded....Caught in the crossfire Save the strong lose the weak....Never turning the other cheek Trust nobody don't be no fool....Whatever happened to the golden rule We got stranded....Caught in the crossfire We got stranded....Caught in the crossfire We got stranded....Caught in the crossfire Stranded....Caught in the crossfire Help me |
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| 4:13 |
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He's packed up his boots and his saddle
Seventeen, headin' out on his own He'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas One ride in Vegas Lonely nights in rundown motel rooms Achin' bone from yesterday's ride It's takin' more than he thought he could give it But he's holdin' on for one ride in Vegas One ride in Vegas He's riskin' it all, driven by a hunger That never will let him give up And with a fire in his eyes, he dances with thunder Till one day his day finally comes His heart beats fast with anticipation And brighter lights than the kid has ever seen before He's waited his whole life for the next eight seconds And he'd do it all again for one ride in Vegas This one ride in Vegas He's an old man now, four times world champion A modern day legend and every cowboy knows his name He's all settled down on his ranch down in Texas But he'd trade it all today for one ride in Vegas One more ride in Vegas |
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