Testo Yippie-i-a

He was born for the saddle
And raised to ride the range
By the time he turned 13 he learned
That whisky numbs the pain

Till one night in Arizona
Miss Tuscan caught his eye
Now all the whiskey in the world Won't drown that pretty girls goodbye

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As the sound of a cowboy crying in the wind and the rain

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He'll cross over Jordan calling her name

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She loaded down her two horse
For a one off in Cheyenne She said "I'll call you in the morning"
But god had other plans

Cus' a call came late that evening
From a voice he'd never heard
And he'll never forget when the stranger said
"That dually in the ditch is hers"

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As the sound of a cowboy crying in the wind and the rain

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He'll cross over Jordan calling her name

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Now the lines carved in his face
Tell the mirror it won't be long
Till he rides off with his angel but until then he'll sing this song

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As the sound of a cowboy crying in the wind and the rain

Yippie-i-ohh
Yippie-i-a
He'll cross over Jordan calling her name

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Yippie-i-a

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