| I’ve reached the end
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| Of an endless summer
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| I just woke up
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| From a crazy dream
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| I’m getting up
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| With my eyes wide open
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| And I’m seeing the things
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| That my eyes ain’t never seen
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| Well I heard the bell in the nick of time
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| But the green gets greener onthe other side
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| Still I ride
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| What’s a cowboy to do?
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| Bronco Billy rides a buck on the go-round
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| Got thrown in the corporate hoedown
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| Swimming like a fish up the stream
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| And he’s holding on to a piece of the dream
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| Where the bright lights sure ain’t all that they seem
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| Feels like he’s headin' for the fall
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| It’s said that money talks
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| And I’ll not deny
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| I heard it once, it said goodbye
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| Oh Lord, I’ve got to put my trust in You
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| Came a whisper that we’re playin' the fools
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| You can’t win when they’re changing the rules
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| And I’m ready to wish on a star
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| Yes I know Lord you’ve brought me this far
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| And I’ve learned that it’s only You
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| Who can change my attitude
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| Sometimes truth is stranger than fiction
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| What we do
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| What we say
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| It’s like the east and the west
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| And the north and the south
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| And the black and the white
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| And the day and the night
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| Childhood just like springtime
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| Eternal youth all summer long
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| Can I make it in the harvest |