A bunch of old cowboys are makin' their noise at the rodeos across the land
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They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy they're still tuff rodeo hands
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Well their age may be showin' and their grey hairs a growin'
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And they ought to be a packin' it in aut there's bronc's to be rode
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And steers to be throwed and the wild bunch is ridin' again
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The wild bunch is ridin' again the wild bunch is ridin' again
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Well they may be gettin' grey and they may be gettin' old
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And the years and the miles have taken their toll
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And the old arthritis is a settin' in but the wild bunch is ridin' again
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The wild bunch is ridin' again
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They ain't gettin' any younger but they still got a hunger
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For the glory and a chance to win
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Though their hides gettin' wrinkled and their body's all crinkled
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And they're as wild as they've ever been
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They know they ought to hang it up but Lord it's mighty tough
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Just to leave it all in yesterday they're gonna keep on a ridin'
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Gonna keep on tryin' aw they ain't gonna fade away
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They ain't gonna fade away
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Well they may be gettin' grey...
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Well they may be gettin' grey...
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The wild bunch is ridin' again
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Wild Bunch Rides Again
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Chris LeDoux |