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Songtexte: Brooks & Dunn. Other. Ride 'Em High, Ride 'Em Low.


Oh I'm like a bat outta hell outta shoot number nine
Lord I'm looking for eight
God it's been along time
I'm tied to the hot seat in the heat of the battle
You gotta give it all you got just to stay in the saddle

Yeah, Well I ride em high and ride em low
The only life for me is the rodeo
Gotta pot of gold waiting in every town
I gotta ride This horse down

I got a one horse trailer gotta a newly truck
She'll use a tank of gas come on lady luck
I live high on the hog I eat pork and beans
And lord I sleep off the whiskey when I dream big dreams

Yeah, Well I ride em high and ride em low
The only life for me is the rodeo
Gotta pot of gold waiting in every town
I gotta ride This horse down

Pretty girls slide through my heart like the wind
You know there ain't no future in cowboy men
Well I can take a bull and I can pain
Ain't gonna climb on board that old heartbreak train

Yeah, Well I ride em high and ride em low
The only life for me is the rodeo
Gotta pot of gold waiting in every town
I gotta ride This horse down

Yeah, Well I ride em high and ride em low
The only life for me is the rodeo
Gotta pot of gold waiting in every town
I gotta ride This horse down
I gotta ride This horse down
I gotta ride This horse down
I gotta ride This horse down