| He’s packed up his boots and his riggin
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| Seventeen and out on his own
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| He’ll ride em all from Portland to Texas
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| And dreamin of one ride in Vegas
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| One ride in Vegas
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| Lonely nights, run down motel rooms
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| Achin bones from yesterday’s ride
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| It’s takin more then he thought he could give it
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| But he’s holdin on for one ride in Vegas
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| One ride in Vegas
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| He’s riskin it all, drivin by a hunger
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| That never will let him give up
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| And with a fire in his eyes he dances with thunder
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| Til one day his day finally comes
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| His hearts beats fast with anticipation
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| Brighter lights then he’s ever seen before
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| He’s waited his whole life for the next 8 seconds
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| And he’d do it all again for one ride in Vegas
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| Just one ride in Vegas
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| He’s an old man now
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| A two-time World Champion
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| A modern day legend, every cowboy knows his name
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| He’s all settled down on his big ranch in Texas
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| But he’d trade it all today for one ride in Vegas
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| One more ride in Vegas |