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Way up on the mountain there ain`t nobody countin` |
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Exactly when the cowboy`s going to fly. |
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When you hear the thunder there ain`t no need to wonder; |
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He`s saddled up and headed for the sky. |
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Because he`s an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. |
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He`s wild as the rockies he rides. |
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The cougar in the canyon, the devil`s old companion. |
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Riding with a fire in his eyes. |
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Mother`s on the hillside, he`s coming in the landslide. |
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Lock the door and lookout down below. |
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I know you think you taught her but you better hide your daughter. |
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I guarantee something`s going to blow. |
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Because he`s an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. |
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He`s wild as the rockies he rides. |
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The cougar in the canyon, the devil`s old companion. |
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Riding with a fire in his eyes. |
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Tonight you might see him sitting on the lee rim |
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Silhouetted there against the moon. |
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Howling like a coyote, hitting every high note. |
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Telling you he`d be returning soon. |
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Because he`s an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. |
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He`s wild as the rockies he rides. |
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The cougar in the canyon, the devil`s old companion. |
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Riding with a fire in his eyes. |
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Because he`s an idaho cowboy, no tennessee plow-boy. |
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He`s wild as the rockies he rides. |
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The cougar in the canyon, the devil`s old companion. |
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Riding with a fire in his eyes. |
