Cold
like old west desperadoes we're ridin' like h-ll down the highway
from houston to pendleton, san juan to old santa fe
this cross 'round my neck keeps me one step ahead of the devil
and they're some sweet conajitas that keep me from going insane
i've been livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old copenhagen
i've traded my soul for some blacktop and white painted lines
livin' this way well i may never make it to heaven
ah but boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
we'll stop off in moorcroft and sip on some crook county coffee
swing by the home place and say hi to mama and dad
if we have time we might throw down some crown by the campfire
then we'll say our goodbyes and head back down the highway again
i've been livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old copenhagen
i've traded my soul for some blacktop and white painted lines
livin' this way well i may never make it to heaven
ah but boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
i've been livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old copenhagen
i've traded my soul for some blacktop and white painted lines
livin' this way well i may never make it to heaven
ah but boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
i said boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
from houston to pendleton, san juan to old santa fe
this cross 'round my neck keeps me one step ahead of the devil
and they're some sweet conajitas that keep me from going insane
i've been livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old copenhagen
i've traded my soul for some blacktop and white painted lines
livin' this way well i may never make it to heaven
ah but boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
we'll stop off in moorcroft and sip on some crook county coffee
swing by the home place and say hi to mama and dad
if we have time we might throw down some crown by the campfire
then we'll say our goodbyes and head back down the highway again
i've been livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old copenhagen
i've traded my soul for some blacktop and white painted lines
livin' this way well i may never make it to heaven
ah but boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
i've been livin' on rodeo, cold beer, and old copenhagen
i've traded my soul for some blacktop and white painted lines
livin' this way well i may never make it to heaven
ah but boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
i said boys if we're lucky we'll be in wyoming tonight
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Writer(s): Jaiden Dee, Josh Marbutt
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