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pushin horns weren't easy like the movie said it was, and i don't recall no dance hall girls, or hotel rooms with rugs, you worked hot and tired and nasty, rode your pony's head too low, there were all the nights you couldn't sleep, 'cause it was too damn cold, and you'd sing "strawberry roan" and "little joe", like the time we hit the river, and the rains began to fall, and the water was risin' so damn fast, we thought it'd drown us all, we lost a lot of steers that day, and four to five good mounts, but when all the boys rode into camp, we knew that's what counts, and we sang, yippie ti yi yay and "amazing grace", or the night they broke behind us, and then took us by surprise, i whistled out to bonner, i seen the terror in his eyes, and he rode for all his horse would ride, and i know he done his best, but he crossed over jordan ridin' dunny to his death, and we sang "bringing in the sheaves" and "the rugged cross", so when you see the cowboy, he's not ragged by his choice, he never meant to bow them legs, or put that gravel in his voice, he's just chasin' what he really loves, and what's burnin' in his soul, wishin' to god that he'd benn born a hundred years ago, still singin' "strawberry roan" and "little joe"

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Artist: garth brooks