| Life’s kinda like a runaway freight train
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| It starts rollin' and it never comes back
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| It’ll catch you in the eye of a hurricane
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| In a tin-roof shotgun shack
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| It will go there, out of nowhere
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| It can change on you just like that
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| Just keep on going, you can’t control it
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| All you can do is give it all you have
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| You gotta ride it out
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| You gotta finish strong
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| Grab it by the reins and just hang on
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| Dig your heels in, pull your hat down
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| When it starts to spin
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| You just ride it out
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| It’s those nights when everything goes wrong
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| It’s those days when nothing goes right
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| When you’re on a nine miles of bad road
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| And there ain’t no end in sight
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| We’ve all been there, baby I swear
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| It’s when you kick it in the 4-wheel drive
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| It ain’t the first time, it ain’t the last time
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| Go on and shake it off, that’s just why
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| You gotta ride it out
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| You gotta finish strong
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| Grab it by the reins and just hang on
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| Dig your heels in, pull your hat down
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| When it starts to spin
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| You just ride it out
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| Ride it out
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| You gotta ride it out
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| You see it coming across a 40-acre cornfield
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| There ain’t no doubt it’s headed your way
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| You gotta go with it
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| Just tuck and roll with it
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| Win or lose, comin' out of that case
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| You gotta ride it out
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| You gotta finish strong
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| Grab it by the reins and just hang on
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| Dig your heels in, pull your hat down
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| When it starts to spin
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| You just ride it out
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| Ride it out
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| You just ride it out
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| Ride it out |