As the sun goes down on the Arizona plain
And the wind whistles by like a runaway train
Hey
hey
hey
it's a beautiful thing.
Well
it's me and you in a flatbed truck
And my heart kicking up like a whitetail buck
Hey
hey
hey
in the middle of spring.
You can cut me deep
you can cut me down
You can cut me loose
don't you know it's okay.
You can kick and scream
you can slap my face
Set my wheels on a high-speed chase
Oh
you
no matter what you do:
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
Wild horses could not drag me away from you!
And as the sky falls down from the midnight blue
Spittin' like bullets on a hot tin roof
Hey
hey
hey
it's a beautiful sound.
Well
it's me and you in a flatbed truck
In a foot of red mud
just my luck
Hey
hey
hey
a hundred miles out of town.
You can call me a fool
you can call me blind
You can call it quits
con't hear a word that you say.
'Cause if I had you once
I'm gonna have you twice
I follow my heart instead of good advice
Hey
you
no matter what you do:
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
. . .
As the sun goes down on the Arizona plain . . .
Wild horses could not drag me away from you
. . .
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