From a phone booth in Cheyenne
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I made a promise to Diane
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No more rodeos
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I'd gone my last go 'round
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The same promise that I made
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In San Antone and Santa Fe
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But tonight I saddled up
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And let her down
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Wild horses keep draggin' me away
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And I'll lose more than I'm gonna win someday
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Wild horses just stay wild
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And her heart is all I break
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Wild horses keep draggin' me away
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She'll watch me drive around her block
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Gettin' courage up to stop
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To make her one more promise
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That I can't keep
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The way I love the rodeo
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I guess I should let her go
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Before I hurt her more
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Than she loves me
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Wild horses keep draggin' me away
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And I'll lose more than I'm gonna win someday
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Wild horses just stay wild
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And her heart is all I break
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Wild horses keep draggin' me away
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Wild Horses
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| Garth Brooks |
