| I don’t like hangin' around in one town, somethin' makes me go
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| Spend more time on that thin white line, followin' the rodeo
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| Words can’t tell you how I feel before I hit the air
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| But you’re safe bettin' I’ll be sweatin'
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| And glad as hell that I made it there
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| Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
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| I know I’m gonna make Mareeba tonight
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| It’s one place I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo
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| That Brahma bull was a friend of mine 'til I saw him turn around
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| And try to make a mess of me, I was rescued by the clown
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| With broken ribs and busted knees I must’ve hurt my brain
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| But you’re safe bettin' I’ll be gettin' straight back onto that bull again
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| Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
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| I know I’m gonna make Mareeba tonight
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| I’m goin' for that full eight second ride
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| Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
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| There’s somewhere I wanna be tonight
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| A place I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo
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| You’re behind the chutes and see grown men terrified
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| Rosin down that rope my friend, you’ve got Chainsaw to ride
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| Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
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| I know I’m gonna make Mareeba tonight
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| And go in for that full eight second ride
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| Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
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| It’s somewhere I wanna be tonight
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| A place I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo
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| Somewhere I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo
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| (Oh yeah) |