| In the purple setting sun, she rides her horse around the ring
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| Gives him a kick, he starts to run, keeping time and galloping
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| They ride around until they’re free, into the wilderness unknown
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| Living out her fantasy on that brave strawberry roan
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| On and on (on and on)
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| On and on
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| He locks the door, dims the light, trims the knob, flips a switch
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| He plays a chord, it sounds alright, his head is light, his fingers twitch
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| He plays the rythm and the blues from midnight to the dawn
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| Singin' «Have You Heard The News» like there ain’t no other song
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| On and on
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| On and on
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| On and on from the beginning
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| Round and round this world keeps spinning
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| All alone (all alone)
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| On and on
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| In the summer of the loon, on a hidden harbor shore
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| By the shimmering moon they never wanted nothin' more
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| And there ain’t another sound they been waitin' for so long
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| She takes his hand and pulls him down and their love lives on and on
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| On and on (on and on)
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| On and on
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| Standin' by his father’s grave, trying hard to find a tear
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| Preacher says Jesus saves but he did not save him here
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| And he wonders right out loud «daddy, where did we go wrong?»
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| As his sad bewildered cryin' leaves him starin' at the stone (at the stone)
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| On and on (on and on)
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| On and on
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| On and on from the beginning
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| Round and round this world keeps spinning
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| All alone (all alone)
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| On and on (on and on) |