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Cody Johnson
Cody Johnson
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Brian Pruitt
Brian Pruitt
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David Dorn
David Dorn
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Michael Connors
Michael Connors
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Jeremy Spillman
Jeremy Spillman
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Trent Willmon
Trent Willmon
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Bart Busch
Bart Busch
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Jack Clarke
Jack Clarke
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Trent Willmon
Trent Willmon
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You're like wakin' in the mornin' by a mountain stream You're like watchin' that eagle floatin' on the breeze And as I listen to you dreamin' by my side I wish I could call you mine But you belong where the four winds blow Out where the untamed mustang roam Like a sweet summer rain passin' through Never seen anything wild as you I could stay with you like this 'Til the day love don't exist Wildflowers bloom in an open field And wither in a vase on a windowsill And you belong where the four winds blow Out where the untamed mustang roam Like a sweet summer rain passin' through Never seen anything wild as you There's a part of me that prays That you'll hang up your wings someday But the part that truly does love you Always hopes you never do 'Cause you belong where your heart can be Out in the open, wild, and free Like a sweet summer rain passin' through Ain't never seen anything wild as you You belong where the four winds blow Out where the untamed mustang roam Like a sweet summer rain passin' through Never seen anything wild as you You belong where the four winds blow Out where the untamed mustang roam Like a sweet summer rain passin' through Never seen anything wild as you
Writer(s): Jeremy Spillman, Trent Willmon, Michael Connors Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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