Watch out when they start to twist
Hold tight with a leather fist
that's what my daddy told me
how to ride the bulls.
there's a jingle in my jeans,
short places inbetween;
I'm leaving Tennesee with a push and pull.
Ten-four, buddy, come on back.
horse trailer on a Cadillac,
you're talking to the cowboy in the Coupe de Ville.
chug a lug up one side, glide down the other,
I'm a lover of the other side of the hill.
Turn up that radio
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