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Johnny Cash (AI) Riding That Line
[Verse 1]
Morning sun is peeking in, saddle's cold and worn
Boots are dusted from the ride, jeans already torn
Pull my hat down on my brow, fence gate swings out wide
The old bay snorts and paws the ground, no fear in his stride
[Pre-Chorus]
Grip the horn, my knuckles white, spurs shining in the sun
One deep breath, I'm feeling brave, my wild race has begun
[Chorus]
I got a leg up on my horse and it ran just like the wind
Dust is flying in my face and I'm holding on again
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't, but I ride that line real close
One wild chance, reins in hand, I'm going where it goes
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa now, easy there
Whoa now, easy there
[Verse 2]
Old trail winding out of sight, hooves pounding out a tune
Sky so wide above my head, racing underneath the moon
Gravel flies beneath the hooves, I feel my heartbeat race
Some days I land upright and some I eat the clay
[Pre-Chorus]
Saddle leather creaks and groans, racing clouds up high
Every leap a gamble now, but I still have to try
[Chorus]
I got a leg up on my horse and it ran just like the wind
Dust is flying in my face and I'm holding on again
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't, but I ride that line real close
One wild chance, reins in hand, I'm going where it goes
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa now, easy there
Whoa now, easy there
[Bridge]
Through the dust and crooked fence, I laugh against the pain
Every tumble, every bruise, still I climb again
Sunrise paints my shadow long, I'm stubborn as can be
No slowin' down this wild old horse or restless fool like me
[Chorus]
I got a leg up on my horse and it ran just like the wind
Dust is flying in my face and I'm holding on again
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't, but I ride that line real close
One wild chance, reins in hand, I'm going where it goes
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa now, easy there
Whoa now, easy there
Johnny Cash (AI) Riding That Line
[Verse 1]
Morning sun is peeking in, saddle's cold and worn
Boots are dusted from the ride, jeans already torn
Pull my hat down on my brow, fence gate swings out wide
The old bay snorts and paws the ground, no fear in his stride
[Pre-Chorus]
Grip the horn, my knuckles white, spurs shining in the sun
One deep breath, I'm feeling brave, my wild race has begun
[Chorus]
I got a leg up on my horse and it ran just like the wind
Dust is flying in my face and I'm holding on again
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't, but I ride that line real close
One wild chance, reins in hand, I'm going where it goes
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa now, easy there
Whoa now, easy there
[Verse 2]
Old trail winding out of sight, hooves pounding out a tune
Sky so wide above my head, racing underneath the moon
Gravel flies beneath the hooves, I feel my heartbeat race
Some days I land upright and some I eat the clay
[Pre-Chorus]
Saddle leather creaks and groans, racing clouds up high
Every leap a gamble now, but I still have to try
[Chorus]
I got a leg up on my horse and it ran just like the wind
Dust is flying in my face and I'm holding on again
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't, but I ride that line real close
One wild chance, reins in hand, I'm going where it goes
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa now, easy there
Whoa now, easy there
[Bridge]
Through the dust and crooked fence, I laugh against the pain
Every tumble, every bruise, still I climb again
Sunrise paints my shadow long, I'm stubborn as can be
No slowin' down this wild old horse or restless fool like me
[Chorus]
I got a leg up on my horse and it ran just like the wind
Dust is flying in my face and I'm holding on again
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't, but I ride that line real close
One wild chance, reins in hand, I'm going where it goes
[Post-Chorus]
Whoa now, easy there
Whoa now, easy there
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