| There’s a dusty hat up on the dash of every truck you meet
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| Country roads and fenceposts as far as you can see
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| Billboard sign says, «Rodeo, June eleven through thirteen»
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| When you get to town just look around for the Rusty Nail Cafe
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| Where the old hands sip their coffee and relive their glory days
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| A modern day Charlie Russell scene
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| Where cowboys are king
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| I get back there every now and then
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| Turn a few steers in the roping pen
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| Just a couple of days and I’m gone again
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| Chasin' this old six string
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| Oh, but I sure love to be
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| Where cowboys are king
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| Runs the horses down, turn 'em out, head over to the bar
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| There’ll be George Strait on the jukebox, and I’ll bet the chances are
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| There’ll be some cowgirls in well-worn jeans
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| Where cowboys are king
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| I get back there every now and then
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| Turn a few steers in the roping pen
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| Just a couple of days and I’m gone again
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| Chasin' this old six string
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| Oh, but I sure love to be
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| Where cowboys are king
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| Boys, as bad as I wish I could stay
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| I just hope this never goes away
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| So I can get back here every now and then
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| Turn a few steers in the roping pen
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| Spend a little time with some good old friends
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| Y’all make it so hard to leave
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| Oh, but I sure love to be
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| Where cowboys are king
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| Oh, and I sure love to be
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| Where cowboys are king |