Ride
I used to jump my horse and ride
I had a six-gun at my side
I was so handsome women cried
And I got shot but I never died
I could play if I´d do everything he´d say
Girls seemed to just get in his way
Those days we weren´t considered fun
A cowboy´s work is never done
He´d fight crime all the time
He´d always win
Till his mom would break it up and call him in
He was tough, he was hard, but he was kind
And he was slow ´cause guys like him were hard to find
Ride
I´d like to ride again someday
I think I still know how to play
I play games now but it´s not fun
A cowboy´s work is never done
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