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Rodeo Video (MV)




Performed By: Going to the Sun
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: David Young




Going to the Sun - Rodeo Lyrics
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Hi ho, here we go, ain't my first time at this rodeo
I won't get tangled up this time, kicked and dragged as I tow the line
Gotta kick my heels and get on home, the bed is cold for those who roam
I'll be driving those white horses and singing out the choruses
Of a hundred songs that we sang when we were young
Things are looking better, soon we'll be together
A hundred miles until the day is done
Back home all is frozen cold, been riding down this desert road
I had to leave to plant the seed in southern soil for northern feed
'Cause winter has an iron skin, an iron grip, a wired chin
I'll be driving those white horses and singing out the choruses
Of a hundred songs that we sang when we were young
Things are looking better, soon we'll be together
A hundred miles until the day is done
There's no slowing down my steed, he's headed home and building speed
His heart is racing in his chest, returning to the place that's best
I won't get tangled up this time, kicked and dragged as I tow the line
We'll be driving those white horses and singing out the choruses
Of a hundred songs that we sang when we were young
Things are looking better, soon we'll be together
A hundred miles until the day is done
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English

Hi ho, here we go, ain't my first time at this rodeo
I won't get tangled up this time, kicked and dragged as I tow the line
Gotta kick my heels and get on home, the bed is cold for those who roam
I'll be driving those white horses and singing out the choruses
Of a hundred songs that we sang when we were young
Things are looking better, soon we'll be together
A hundred miles until the day is done
Back home all is frozen cold, been riding down this desert road
I had to leave to plant the seed in southern soil for northern feed
'Cause winter has an iron skin, an iron grip, a wired chin
I'll be driving those white horses and singing out the choruses
Of a hundred songs that we sang when we were young
Things are looking better, soon we'll be together
A hundred miles until the day is done
There's no slowing down my steed, he's headed home and building speed
His heart is racing in his chest, returning to the place that's best
I won't get tangled up this time, kicked and dragged as I tow the line
We'll be driving those white horses and singing out the choruses
Of a hundred songs that we sang when we were young
Things are looking better, soon we'll be together
A hundred miles until the day is done
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Writer: David Young
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