| If highways were dirt roads
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| Streetlights were stars
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| Mustangs were horses
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| I’d walk outta this bar
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| A cigarette and a Stetson
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| And whiskey in my veins
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| I’d climb back in the saddle
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| And grab a hold of the reins
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| If I was a cowboy
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| I wouldn’t miss you at all
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| A shot of Jack and Marlboro, I’d move on, girl
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| Feelin' ten feet tall
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| I’d ride off into the sunset
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| Out west, never let your memory ever tie me down
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| If I was a cowboy
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| I’d be over you by now
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| You’d be ashes in a campfire
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| Water under a bridge
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| A trail of dust behind me
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| You’d never find me again
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| If I was a cowboy
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| I wouldn’t miss you at all
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| A shot of Jack and Marlboro, I’d move on, girl
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| Feelin' ten feet tall
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| I’d ride off into the sunset
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| Out west, never let your memory ever tie me down
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| If I was a cowboy
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| I’d be over you by now
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| Let my boots down, in a new town
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| Find a nail to hang my hat
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| And you wouldn’t kill me, and I wouldn’t still be
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| Wishin' you’d come back
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| If I was a cowboy
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| If I was a cowboy (Whoa!)
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| I’d ride off into the sunset
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| Out west, never let your memory ever tie me down
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| If I was a cowboy
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| I’d be over you by now
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| If I was a cowboy
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| I’d be over you by now |