| Listen to that rhythm of the range
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| Realin' rockin' rhythm of the range
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| You’ve heard that old bazooka
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| And the king of jazz
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| But have you felt the tickle that this range rhythm has?
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| Dancin' to the rhythm of the range
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| Realin' rockin' rhythm you can’t change
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| Grandpa burned his crutches and won’t stay at home
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| Since this rhythm has got in his bones
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| And he’s dancin' to the rhythm, dancin' to the rhythm
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| Dancin' to the rhythm of the range
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| Oh, listen to that rhythm of the range
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| Rootin' tootin' rhythm of the range
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| You’ve heard the cow hands music
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| And you’ve heard him sing
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| But have you seen that cow hand shoot a horse fly on the wing
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| Shootin' to the rhythm of the range
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| Shots were shot is always fair exchange
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| In the land of cattle the six gun is law
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| And you get a medal if you shoot your mother-in-law
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| So keep shootin' to the rhythm
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| Rootin' tootin' rythym
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| Shootin' to the rhythm of the range
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| Play it boys
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| Oh, listen to the rhythm of the range
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| Rockin' rollin' rhythm of the range
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| There’s rhythm in the wind and the wavin' corn
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| And grandpa sleeps in rhythm, yes he snores just like a horn
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| Listen to that rhythm of the range
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| Rockin' rollin' rhythm you can’t change
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| No chuck wagon rhythm starts about noon
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| And you hear the cow hand sippin'
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| And there’s music to their rhythm
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| Rootin' tootin' rhythm
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| Music to their rhythm of the range |