Lyrics:
You know, I been a guest in a lot of great places in my lifetime
New York City, Carnegie Hall
Grand Ole Opry, Nashville, Tennesse
West Plains,
I still drive through your town
It's on the way from nashville
To west plains missouri
One cigarette at the signal station
I should quit
These old
On a small Missouri farm
Back when the West was young
Two boys learned to rope and ride
And be handy with a gun
War broke out between
On a small Missouri farm
Back when the west was young
Two boys learned to rope and ride
And be handy with a gun
War broke out between
meets the sand.
And we Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride!
Through the forest to the plains,
Gonna see that snow again.
Through the forest to the plains,
Gonna
misery
Your curly hair kicked up in the West Texas wind can't you tell it's no place for a child
Boot heels been moving on the high plains, honey they've
On the loneliest trail
A horseman goes along
Head high, heels down low
Steadfast in the saddle
Slow hands on the reins
Across them western plains
made up my mind
To see what's out west of the Kansas State Line
My dad is a farmer in the Middle West
He swears that Missouri tops all of the rest
and palm trees
35 south 40 going west
15 the opposite of north on a quest
Hittin' prospect straight bro
Looking for some Kansas City hoes to poke
But
Well if you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way, take the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66.
Well it winds from Chicago
Well if you ever plan to motor west
Travel my way, take the highway that's the best
Get your kicks on Route 66.
Well it winds from Chicago
beast through my plains, lord
For riding that steel beast through my plains
Don't you carry my woman away sweet lord oh no
Don't you carry my woman away
I
clear
It's plain to see
I don't know
Why you have to keep it from my goals
So I have to sail
The west coast
The west coast
The west coast
The west co
a lotta hearts between
I met a gang of gloomy girls, who were doing alright
Until ya came on the scene, my baby
(Huh)
You blew in from the Middle West
a lotta hearts between
I met a gang of gloomy girls, who were doing alright
Until ya came on the scene, my baby
(Huh)
You blew in from the Middle West
'Till you came on the scene!
You blew in from the middle-west
And certainly impressed
The population here-abouts
Well baby, I got news for you,
'Till you came on the scene!
You blew in from the middle-west
And certainly impressed
The population here-abouts
Well baby, I got news for you,
Over high plains, through the snow
Roll those tracks out, don't you know
I'm raising steam.
Thin vein creeping; hot blood flow
Spill a little
Commonwealth, Theriott, White Plains, Randall
Omestead, Bointain, Colgate, Watson
Play rap loud, politickin business with the crack crowd
Fact file, funny
came on the scene
You came here from the middle-west
And naturally impressed
The population here-about
Listen, baby; I got news for you
I'm from
'Till you came on the scene!
You blew in from the middle-west
And certainly impressed
The population here-abouts
Well baby, I got news for you,
On the sea of prairie settin' sail 'cross the plains
Chasin' the sun, heading westbound for more
Out where the mountains and the eagle do soar
Wish I'da
wire.
Welcome to the southern state where the West was won.
Not Texas, Arizona, talkin' South Dakota.
The land of the plains, where we harvesting
'Till you came on the scene!
You blew in from the middle-west
And certainly impressed
The population here-abouts
Well baby, I got news for you,
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