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Pure Prairie League
I'm almost ready
To let you know just how bad I feel
I'm almost ready

To let you loose and find another heart to steal
My
I long for the trip I don't need no grip I'm takin' one more ride 
Way out there in the prairie air I guess it's in my hide 
Oh the clickety clack
trouble in the sky
Comin' closer was a sound that topped the devil's choir
Then we knew we had to race a raging prairie fire

When all at once a flame is
[Storyteller]
Time was running out. The Dream League Force Troops, led by their powerful commander, have already entered the twin spirit land and, in
a man came along made me hush my song
Kicked me off, way out there
As she pulled out of sight I turned to the right
A left and everywhere

But all I
a man came along made me hush my song
Kicked me off, way out there
As she pulled out of sight I turned to the right
A left and everywhere

But all I
A child as pure as a mountain stream that ran through her hometown
Then happened by the slick Tom Shark in his hand she was clay
She got caught and faced
One more ride I long for the trip I don't need no grip I'm takin' one more ride
Way out there in the prairie air I guess it's in my hide
Oh
(Way out there)
A lonely spot I know 
Where no man will go 
Where the shadows have all the room

I was ridin' free on this old SP 
Humming
this was pure joy the way they laughed and played,
Skipping and a-dancing through the ocean waves,
It was pure joy for all to see,
So why can't we,
they're trying to get by. Maybe, maybe we all are selfish. But maybe, maybe it isn't over yet. Everybody hopes that love is like a prairie fire, that sweeps
I long for a trip, I don't need no grip, I'm takin' one more ride
Way out there in the prairie air, I guess it's in my hide
For the clickity-clack
Come listen to my tale 'bout a pretty little girl
That I chanced to meet on the prairie
T'was a night in June by the western moon
That I met my
THE WAY WE WANT TO BE?

AND DO I STILL BELIEVE IN STORIES I'VE BEEN TOLD?
ARE ALL THE THINGS SHE BRINGS ME WORTH THEIR WEIGHT IN GOLD?
OH YEAH, (oh yeah)
a league of your own)
And either way
You're way too close
To it all  (You cannot veto the world)

Like your face (like your face)
Getting forced (getting
I long for a trip, I don't need no grip, I'm takin' one more ride
Way out there in the prairie air, I guess it's in my hide
For the clickity-clack
Say so long and wave goodbye
All the binds that tie are there for a reason
You won't fond the prairie. it's folly to try.
Well, I'm weary and tired, I've done my day's riding
Nighttime is rolling my way
The sky's all on fire and the light's slowly fading
Peaceful
There once was a note pure and easy
Playing so free like a breathe rippling by
The note is eternal
I hear it, it sees me
Forever we blend
It’s so late 
A shooting star crosses the sky A satellite follows behind 
The blue twilight and hazy dawn are by her side 
High plains and prairie
They were quite a pair
The way that love should be
They still held hands
For the world to see
She's thankful that she had him 
All those years
she walks by
Kind of beauty that you can't ignore
When she laughs all the worry in the world is gone
She is truly in a different league
She's
someone who's out of his league
She takes me way too seriously

You'd think by now she would know
That I'm hardly deserving
My kind of love doesn't always
flickering grace
That died with the silent age?

When everybody knew your name
They all knew your name

Born wild like a prairie flower
She was sown by
the it's one thing for you and another for me,
And I'd give away all I own just to stay here with you

Derailed boxcar lonesome prairie running from home,