| riding into the morning dew; |
| at dawn
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| eyes on the track wind’s at our back
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| home again when the evening’s blue; |
| withdrawn
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| still having fun you’re number one
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| running free in a field of dreams
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| galloping clouds like I’ve never seen
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| we touch the sky when we jump this high
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| we can do anything
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| we are the saddle club
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| we feel the air run through our hair
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| we can do anything
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| we are the saddle club
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| having adventures with three best friends; |
| as one
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| there’s nothing more we’re looking for
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| all we need is our horses, dreams, and the sun
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| we’re growing up in saddle club
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| running free in a field of dreams
|
| galloping clouds like I’ve never seen
|
| we touch the sky when we jump this high
|
| we can do anything
|
| we are the saddle club
|
| we feel the air run through our hair
|
| we can do anything
|
| we are the saddle club
|
| running free in a field of dreams
|
| galloping clouds like I’ve never seen
|
| we touch the sky when we jump this high
|
| we can do anything
|
| we are the saddle club
|
| we touch the sky when we jump this high
|
| we can do anything |
| we are the saddle club
|
| we feel the air run through our hair
|
| we can do anything
|
| we are the saddle club
|
| we touch the sky when we jump this high
|
| we can do anything
|
| we are the saddle club
|
| we feel the air run through our hair
|
| we can do anything
|
| we are the saddle club |