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from the hills to kaycee, wyoming, where life's wooly and wild, came an air force brat, in a cowboy hat, and that copenhagen smile, and from bucking broncs, to honky tonks, he always sang a cowboy's song, we were much too young, having too much fun, as we all sang along, life's a highway, there's only one way, you're gonna get through it, when she starts to twist, be more like chris, pull your hat down tight, and just ledoux it, when that whistle blows, and that crowd explodes, and them pickup men are at your side, they tell you good ride cowboy, good ride, from gold buckles to gold records, well once again he was spinning 'round, took the whole world on, and he turned us on, to that western underground, and from "bareback jack", to "this cowboy's hat", the songs were stronger than his pain, he would not slow down, from town to town, like children running through the rain, life's a highway, there's only one way, you're gonna get through it, when she starts to twist, be more like chris, pull your hat down tight, and just ledoux it, when that whistle blows, and that crowd explodes, and them pickup men are at your side, they tell you good ride cowboy, good ride, life's a highway, there's only one way, you're gonna get through it, when she starts to twist, be more like chris, pull your hat down tight, and just ledoux it, when that whistle blows, and that crowd explodes, and them pickup men are at your side, they tell you good ride cowboy, good ride, i bet he crossed that river jordan, with st. peter on the other side, singing good ride cowboy, good ride, good ride cowboy, good ride
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Artist: garth brooks