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Had a horse when I was young |
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And I was tryin' to put his saddle on |
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When I felt a warm summer breeze from the river bed |
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So I went fishing for some rainbow trout |
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When in the distance I heard mama shout |
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"Hurry up son, dinner's going cold" |
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Working in the city |
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The Country's still my home |
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Life just ain't the same, without |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
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Blue jeans and black hats |
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It don't matter how high the buildings rise |
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The city always lacks |
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Old campfire melodies |
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My daddy used to sing to me |
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Though it's got fancy bars with models and stars |
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But the memories take me back |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
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Now I'm up at 6 am |
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Cause there's bills to pay and times no friend |
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So I grab a cup of coffee on my way out the door |
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Fighting traffic every inch of the way |
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I crank the radio and try to escape |
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And they play and old song that brings a little smile |
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Working in the city |
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The Country's still my home |
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Life just ain't the same, without |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
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Blue jeans and black hats |
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It don't matter how high the buildings rise |
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The city always lacks |
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Old campfire melodies |
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My daddy used to sing to me |
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Though it's got fancy bars with models and stars |
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But the memories take me back |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
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These old worn boots are still a part of me |
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You can take me out around the world |
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But the country's where my heart will be |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
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Blue jeans and black hats |
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It don't matter how high the buildings rise |
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The city always lacks |
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Old campfire melodies |
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My daddy used to sing to me |
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And though it's got fancy bars with models and stars |
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The memories take me back to |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
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Oh yeah |
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Cowboys and Cadillacs |
