00:05Thunder in the valley, dust in the sky, born in the saddle, ready to fly.
00:32Iron in the studs, brim pull low, riding through the badlands where the cacti grow.
00:45Silver in the holster, smoke on the breeze, I don't bow down and I don't take knees.
00:58Saddle up the storm, tear up the train, out long riding with the wind in my back.
01:06Ride through the fire, break every chain, stampede rolling like a runaway train.
01:18Out in the canyon, wild and free, a leather-bound legend is all I'll ever be.
01:39Trail of fire, wild and free, never back down.
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