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[Verse 2]
We've crossed the mighty Mississippi's flow,
And climbed the Rockies' peaks of snow.
Bedded down 'neath the stars so bright,(so bright)
Watchin' the campfire's flickerin' light.
No finer life could a man hope to find,
Than ridin' the trail with a peace of mind.(ridin' the trail)



[Verse ]
From the Rio Grande to the tall pines,
I've rode these trails for many a mile.
Just me and my trusty horse by my side,(by my side)
Livin' life in the saddle's style.
The open range is my home, you see,(you see)
Where the buffalo roam and the eagles fly free.

[Chorus]
Giddyup, old Paint, let's mosey along,
Over the hills where the wild winds sing their song.
Through the valleys and canyons, we'll wander and roam,
This wanderin' cowpoke has found his true home.(true home)

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