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| I'm driving down this two lane highway Thinkin my one lane thoughts I've been drivin since last night So all I can really see is spots I got bucked off in Amarillo I got stepped on in Cheyenne But even through it all They still think I'm a tough rodeo hand (chorus) Rodeo I know you wont set me free I'm blinded by you baby So there's no way I can see Well they say hell has no fury Like a woman scorn I've seen you leave those cowboys On the ground riped and torn I've seen them slammed against the gate Not even a chance to make 8 With the harm that you do I dunno what to do about you (guitar solo) (repeat chorus) |
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