| I came down from the Cadillac dude ranch, health spa
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| Nestled on the edge of town
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| For fourteen days I’ve been herbal wrapped, mud packed
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| Now I’m bustin' out
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| Well, I thought the wild west wasn’t for me
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| You walked up like a bow-legged dream
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| When you said yes ma’am I thought I’d scream
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| Oh, put me in your big ol' pickup truck
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| Take me to the rodeo
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| I don’t know a thing about broncin' bucks
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| And I can’t do-ci-do
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| But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
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| Yeah, stand you up tall
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| I can put you back in the saddle, baby
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| Yeah, and that ain’t all
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| Well, it must’ve been the burned out new age coffee house
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| So called sensitive guys
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| I never thought a leatherneck suckin' on a long neck
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| Could make my temperature rise
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| But you’re so sweet baby, you’re so fine
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| You bring the barbecue and I’ll bring the wine
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| We’ll dance all night 'til your belt buckle shines
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| Oh, put me in your big ol' pickup truck
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| Take me to the rodeo
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| I don’t know a thing about broncin' bucks
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| And I can’t do-ci-do
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| But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
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| Yeah, stand you up tall
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| I can put you back in the saddle, baby
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| Every time you fall
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| Well, I might be in yuppie funk
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| You might think I’m a little bit drunk
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| But all I know is a hunk is a hunk
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| Oh, put me in your big ol' pickup truck
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| Take me to the rodeo
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| I don’t know a thing about broncin' bucks
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| And I can’t do-ci-do
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| But I can put you back in the saddle, baby
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| Yeah, stand you up tall
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| I can put you back in the saddle, baby
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| Every time you fall |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Back In The Saddle , by - Matraca Berg. Song from the album Sunday Morning To Saturday Night, in the genre Кантри