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No sun on |
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Rockies, not even the light of day |
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I feel that old cabin fever coming on |
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But I know where |
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I'll be, when lady luck finally blows my way |
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She'll put the wind in my sails and |
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I'll be gone |
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It won't be long before my ship comes in |
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Gonna sail right out of |
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ColoradoCatch a ride on a warm trade wind to |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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She'll find me waiting when my ship comes in |
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Gonna board and go whichever way the wind blows |
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I'll be off to find myself once again in |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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When my ship comes in |
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Maybe I'm only dreaming, but it sure seems real |
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Somehow the wind doesn't chill quite to the bone |
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Or could it just be the fever, |
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I'm running on an uneven keel |
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Not losing sight of why |
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I'm up here alone |
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It won't be long before my ship comes in |
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Gonna sail right out of |
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ColoradoCatch a ride on a warm trade wind to |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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She'll find me waiting when my ship comes in |
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Gonna board and go whichever way the wind blows |
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I'll be off to find myself once again in |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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When my ship comes in |
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Puerta, no one knows, when my ship comes in |
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It won't be long before my ship comes in |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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She'll find me waiting when my ship comes in |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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It won't be long before my ship comes in |
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Puerta, no one knows |
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She'll find me waiting when my ship comes in, when my ship comes in |
