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Garth Brooks Fresh Horses

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One hand reaches out and pulls a lost soul from harm While a thousand more go unspoken for And they say you, what good have you done by saving just this

On the eighth day God noticed a problem For there below Him stood a cowboy alone Stubborn and proud, reckless and loud God knew he'd never make it on

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On the eighth day God noticed a problem For there below Him stood a cowboy alone Stubborn and proud, reckless and loud God knew he'd never make it on

And the party's just begun I guess your prince charming Wasn't after all 'Cause he sure seemed different right after the ball I guess more than horses

She's sun and rain, she's fire and ice A little crazy but it's nice And when she gets mad, you best leave her alone 'Cause she'll rage just like a

She dropped her boy at school on time One less worry on her mind Now it's off to work and on the radio Come's an old familiar song And then the D

He's got a split finger wrap And his rope's pulled way to tight He's got a lunatic smile 'Cause he's really drawn deep tonight He's got a fever,