Oh, my heck, so, yeah, the Ute StampedeI mean that's a tradition for sure, umOne year, we wish— it was rainingAll, like stampedes and this horse come outAnd everyone, you knowSaid it was supposed to be the bestAnd it fell in the mud, and, I meanYou could see its leg just totally snappedIt was just hanging thereAnd the girl, you know, laid dow—It was the saddest thingI mean, I think, most of the crowd was cryingShe set up and laid over her horseAnd just cried and hugged hеr horseAnd, 'cause she knеw that, you knowThat was her last moments with that horseSmall-town girl, Coca-Cola grin, honeysuckle skinBorn beneath the ready sign of a strawberry moonSmall-town girl shows up for her friendsCrazy about The BendsI was there when she first put away childish thingsWe had spring in our heelsUnwavering forces, headfirst into the unknownLike runaway horses in a fever 'til the endAnd every step is a silver prayerIn the face of a hard windYou traded school for wedding rings and rentInvitations sent of you and himBy a barn out on the edge of townSmall-town girl, you put your dreams on iceNever thinking twiceSome you'll surely forget and some that you never willThere was a promise in our strideBut we changed courses, headfirst into the unknownLike runaway horses in a fever 'til the endAnd every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard windLike runaway horses, it's a long way back home againWhen every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
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Oh, my heck, so, yeah, the Ute Stampede
I mean that's a tradition for sure, um
One year, we wish— it was raining
All, like stampedes and this horse come out
And everyone, you know
Said it was supposed to be the best
And it fell in the mud, and, I mean
You could see its leg just totally snapped
It was just hanging there
And the girl, you know, laid dow—
It was the saddest thing
I mean, I think, most of the crowd was crying
She set up and laid over her horse
And just cried and hugged hеr horse
And, 'cause she knеw that, you know
That was her last moments with that horse
Small-town girl, Coca-Cola grin, honeysuckle skin
Born beneath the ready sign of a strawberry moon
Small-town girl shows up for her friends
Crazy about The Bends
I was there when she first put away childish things
We had spring in our heels
Unwavering forces, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever 'til the end
And every step is a silver prayer
In the face of a hard wind
You traded school for wedding rings and rent
Invitations sent of you and him
By a barn out on the edge of town
Small-town girl, you put your dreams on ice
Never thinking twice
Some you'll surely forget and some that you never will
There was a promise in our stride
But we changed courses, headfirst into the unknown
Like runaway horses in a fever 'til the end
And every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
Like runaway horses, it's a long way back home again
When every step is a silver prayer in the face of a hard wind
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