18 lyrics for "And we rode on"
Cause nobody's sad on a Saturday night. Winner's and loser's we got each other The world looks better in neon lights Some Johnny Cougar, some southern comfort It goes whoa whoa here we go rock&roll rodeo The world looks better in neon lights Working all
PlayBang bang, he shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and he was six We rode on horses made of sticks He wore black and I wore white He would always win the fight
PlayHe was a railroad man 'Til he stepped in front of the railroad train And Bangor when he went to Maine He rode across the plains The hauled bananas to Savannah And a railroad man You know, his name was Tex when he's in Texas Oh, a railroad man Oh,
PlayI get so restless You were so poised Like some matador raising his steel It's the same old useless ceremony And a last bow before the kill Restless sir Every junkie in this laundromat Is equal in the eyes of your lord But you just put your hand to your
PlayAll in the name of God and country All in the name Forever lost in comparisons Between you and the better man Yeah you're always so quick To take a bow I've got to laugh at your circus sympathy And your postcard sincerity Don't you ever get tired Of
PlayAnd his daring life of crime Made him a legend in his time Well he never traveled heavy Yes he always rode alone And he soon put many older guns to shame And he never had a sweetheart From a town known as Wheeling, West Virginia Rode a boy with a six gun
PlayWe are one heartbeat in the darkness We are one lasting answered prayer We are one unbroken promise We are two, true believers Church bells ringing on our wedding day Climbed in that limo and rode away Guess you'll always hear some people say They're
PlayOn some rodeo man Best thing he ever did was leave ya You better pull yourself together Tina, I swear you're better Than just waiting around Don't talk about him, Tina You gotta get yourself up and dust them boots off Ain't no use in staying sad or
PlayBang bang, you shot me down Bang bang, I hit the ground Bang bang, that awful sound Bang bang, my baby shot me down I was five and you were six We rode on horses made of sticks I wore black, you wore white You would always win the fight Seasons came and
PlayThe Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright Where I grew up, we rode in trucks Ridin' down Buck Island Road Down where I was born was heaven on earth We raised cotton, corn, a little cane, and kids You either
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