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I was walking down Broadway |
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New York, New York |
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Tony Llama boots and a Stetson hat |
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Proud to be a country boy |
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Just then a messenger called me |
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Rasta man on the road |
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He said, \"You gotta get the rhythm of the islands |
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Help me carry my load\" |
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You've got to get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Shuffle them boots on the street |
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Get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Feel that Reggae beat |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey |
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His message hit me like a brick man |
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First I laughed, then I cried |
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Somewhere between Jamaica and Nashville |
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I realized, I'd live my life |
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These days I sit in my garden |
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Soft refrains on a steel guitar |
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Beautiful rhythms on the trade winds |
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Blowing in to a Florida farm |
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They tell me get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Shuffle them boots on the street |
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Get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Feel that Reggae beat |
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Hey, hey, hey, hey |
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You've got to get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Get into Reggae Cowboy |
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Get into Reggae Cowboy |
