Saw a sign on the highway I was driving along, way home On a hilltop is where I belong I took a look at the hole Where my head used to be And Ill sing you a song That descended on me The way I live Determines the way My people survive Yes the way I live Determines the way My people survive So I went to the country To look up a friend Cause I heard that the house And the barn had a blend I took a look at the hole Where the bird used to be And Ill sing him a song Because he sang one for me The way I live Determines the way My people survive Yes the way I live Determines the way My people survive And the names of the cowboys Will all blow away Like the dust off the desert On a hot windy day Ive tried so hard to tell you In so many ways That Im scared of the heartache and scenes With the cowboy of dreams
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