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All the horses are in the corral

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Ain't rained in them hills for many a year

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She walks the long road all by herself

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( She had a dream once )

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Sometimes ya gotta act really quick

Sometimes there ain't no Time at all

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People talk about the end of the world

( you know --
The thing that happened yesterday )

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She walks the long road by herself

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She stops and walks over to the corral

And she yields to her Love

And sets the horses free

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Love ---is only a humble thing

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I'd write a poem about it
But who would read ?