[ti:He Rides Wild Horses]
[ar:Chris Ledoux]
[al:Classic Chris Ledoux]
[00:02.00]Chris Ledoux - He Rides Wild Horses
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[00:13.64]Just a rodeo drifter, he comes and he goes,
[00:18.95]Like a wild wind that blows in the night.
[00:23.75]The highways and backroads are all that he knows,
[00:28.93]He’ll be gone with the mornin’s grey light.
[00:36.44]Like a blue norther howlin?
[00:39.40]like the tumbleweeds blow,
[00:41.99]There’s no way to settle him down.
[00:46.68]His spirit’s as wild as the horses he rides,
[00:51.78]His freedom he wears like a crown.
[02:13.16][01:51.95][00:58.88]And he rides the wild horses,
[02:18.38][01:58.09][01:04.71]The same blood flows through their veins.
[02:23.44][02:02.82][01:09.32]Yes he rides the wild horses,
[02:28.57][02:08.06][01:14.34]Like the horses he’ll never be tamed.
[01:29.91]He’ll never be broke,
[01:32.66]he won’t be tied down,
[01:35.43]He’ll never wear no man’s brand.
[01:40.20]He won’t fit in with the nine to five crowd
[01:45.65]Cause movin’s all he understands.