| Well I’m ridin' along
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| Singin' the same ol' cowboy song
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| That’s been sung a hundred times before
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| Ain’t got nothin' but my name
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| And I’m the only man I know to blame
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| But I’m livin', I’m happy and I’m free
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| Just listen to the wind blow
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| Let it blow, let it blow sand over my trail
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| I got my saddle on the ground
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| And that ol' moon, he can still be found
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| Hidin' in the desert sky
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| I like simple things in life like a prairie breeze
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| A good stout horse between my knees
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| Just bein' alone, just bein' me
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| And when I die let me die with a dream in my mind
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| A smile on my face and no trouble behind
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| And no cross on my grave to show my restin' place
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| So I can listen to the wind blow
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| Let it blow, let it blow sand over my trail
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| I got my saddle on the ground
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| And that ol' moon, he can still be found
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| Hidin' in the desert sky
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| Won’t you bury me with my chaps on
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| And my six-gun strapped to my side
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| So I can watch the moon a-hidin' in the desert sky
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| Hidin' in the desert sky
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| Hidin' in the desert sky
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| Hidin' in the desert sky |