As the sun goes down on the Arizona plain
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And the wind whistles by like a runaway train
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Hey hey hey
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It's a beautiful thing
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Well it's me and you in a flatbed truck
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And my heart kicking over like a whitetailed Buck
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In the middle of spring
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You can cut me deep
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You can cut me down
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You can cut me loose
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Don't you know it's okay
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Hey hey hey
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You can kick and scream
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You can slap my face
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Send my wheels on a high speed chase
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Oh you, no matter what you do
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Wild horses could not drag me away from you
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Wild horses could not drag me away from you
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And as the sky falls down from the midnight blue
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Spittin' like bullets on a hot tin roof
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Hey hey hey
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It's a beautiful sound
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Well it's me and you in a flatbed truck
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In a foot of red mud, just my luck
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Hey hey hey
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A hundred miles out of town
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You can call me a fool
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You can call me blind
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You can call it quits
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Can't hear a word that you say
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Hey hey hey
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Cause if I had you once
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I'm gonna have you twice
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I'll follow my heart instead of good advice
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Hey you, no matter what you do
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Wild horses could not drag me away from you
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Wild horses could not drag me away from you
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WILD HORSES
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| Gino Vannelli |
