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Got a gun in my holster |
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Got a horse between my knees |
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And I'm goin' to Arizona |
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Pardon me, boys, if you please |
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I have been a desperado |
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Raped and pillaged 'cross the plain |
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Now, I'm goin' to Arizona |
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Just a Rider In The Rain |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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And I'm goin' to Arizona |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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Oh, my mother's in St. Louis |
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And my bride's in Tennessee |
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So, I'm goin' to Arizona |
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With a banjo on my knee |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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And I'm goin' to Arizona |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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Used to work in Uncle's feed store |
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While he was fightin' in the war |
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Now I'm goin' to Arizona |
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Ain't gonna work for him no more |
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I'm the son of the prairie |
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And the wind that sweeps the plain |
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So, I'm goin' to Arizona |
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Just a Rider In The Rain |
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I'm a Rider In The Rain |
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I'm a Rider In The Rain |
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And he's goin' to Arizona |
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Just a Rider In The Rain |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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He's a Rider In The Rain |
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And I'm goin' to Arizona |
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Just a Rider In The Rain |
