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Don't fence me in |
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Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above |
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Don't fence me in |
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Let me ride through the wide open country that I love |
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Don't fence me in |
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Let me be by myself in the evening breeze |
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Listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees |
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Send me off forever but I ask you please |
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Don't fence me in |
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Just turn me loose |
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Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the Western skies |
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On my cayuse |
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Let me wander over yonder 'til I see the mountains rise |
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I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences |
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Gaze about the moon until I lose my senses |
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Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences |
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Don't fence me in |
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Just turn me loose |
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Let me straddle my old saddle underneath the Western skies |
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On my cayuse |
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Let me wander over yonder 'til I see the mountains rise |
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I want to ride to the ridge where the West commences |
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Gaze about the moon until I lose my senses |
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Can't look at hobbles and I can't stand fences |
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Don't fence me in |
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Don't fence me in |
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Don't you fence me in |