| Her hands wrapped up in mine
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| Tears rollin' out of her eyes
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| No messin' with a made-up mind
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| Sun settin' on goodbye
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| Yeah, it’s hard to believe
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| It wasn’t me tryin' to leave this time
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| It ain’t always the cowboy
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| That ain’t got a lot of hang around
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| Ain’t got no settle down in their boots
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| Gone’s just what they do
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| That restless running, searchin' for something
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| Leavin' love in the dust of a midnight Chevrolet
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| It ain’t always the cowboy that rides away
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| I’ve never seen over from this side
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| Never heard lonely get this quiet
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| Still, I can’t keep from smiling
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| 'Cause, damn, that girl can fly
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| It ain’t always the cowboy
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| That ain’t got a lot of hang around
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| Ain’t got no settle down in their boots
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| Gone’s just what they do
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| That restless running, searchin' for something
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| Leavin' love in the dust of a midnight Chevrolet
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| It ain’t always the cowboy that rides away
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| A tumbleweed heart chasin' that wind
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| Goin' too far, wherever that is
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| It ain’t always the cowboy
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| That ain’t got a lot of hang around
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| Ain’t got no settle down in their boots
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| Gone’s just what they do
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| That restless running, searchin' for something
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| Leavin' love in the dust of a midnight Chevrolet
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| It ain’t always the cowboy that rides away
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| Rides away
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| It ain’t always the cowboy |