She saw him for the first time in that open all night diner
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When she served him up some chili and a beer
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And the feeling that she got when he grinned across the counter
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Was across between excitement and the fear
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He looked as hard and dry as the back roads that he traveled
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Chasin' rodeos through half a hundred towns
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He said hang up your apron honey and brush down your hair
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And well go ya hooin around
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He's a true western movie without any star ge's something like she's never known
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But she's seen enough movies to know how they'll end
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He'll ride into the sunset alone
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He makes her feel like a kid cuttin' school
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But by now she should be old enough to know
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That today ain't forever and there's only so long
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You can't take all your pleasures to go
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But as long as it lasts she'll just keep hangin' on cause she's just along for the ride
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And Lord if they fly to high and even if she falls all she can hurt is her pride
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He's a true western movie...
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True Western Movie
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| Chris LeDoux |
