| Tell you a story, about a girl named Kimberly
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| Who all the cowboys wanted cause she was wild and free
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| But now theres fussing and theres fighting
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| We all taking sides
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| While the cowboys are playing their old games of conquer and divide
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| You see Kimberly was special, a rare and wild soul
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| Nearly every man who met her, their hearts she always stole
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| But there are always those exceptions of the cold and callous kind
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| That wanted just her body and leave the mess for us behind
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| Where do i stand?
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| Got this hole in my heart and a line drawn in the sand
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| It’s all gray. |
| There are no black and whites so who am I to say
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| I said yes I am I am and I belong
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| Cause I got my land and I got my song
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| Yes I am I am and I am strong
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| Cause I got my land and I got my song
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| Now the prince of the cowboys, his name was Barnett
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| He wanted to leave his mark, you know, so we did not forget
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| So he said «Mine mine mine, all for me»
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| It’s great to be a cowboy in the wild west roaming free
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| So he brandished all his bullets he put a gun right to our head
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| He said «I'm giving you all a choice, you’re either with me or your dead
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| See, i got to have this kin, i can’t get her off my mind
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| And I ain’t gonna stop until shes mine, mine»
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| Where do i stand?
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| Got this hole in my heart and a line drawn in the sand
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| It’s all gray. |
| There are no black and whites so who am I to say
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| I said yes I am I am and I belong
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| Cause I got my land and I got my song
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| Yes I am I am and I am strong
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| Cause I got my land all I got’s my song
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| Now its come to a showdown and its all push and pull
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| Got these lawyers having field day while the cowboys are funding schools
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| I guess it boils down to how you see it, do you see Kimberly
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| Or just another god damn hole in the ground just another opportunity?
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| Where do I stand?
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| Got this hole in my heart and a line drawn in the sand
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| It’s all gray, there are no black and whites
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| So who am I to say?
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| You are wrong but you never know what you got until its gone
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| And one day the little people will ask what you did and what we said
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| I said yes I am I am and I belong
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| Cause I got my land and I got my song
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| Yes I am I am and I am strong
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| Cause I got my land and I got my song |