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[Verse 1]
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We were up before the sunrise, loaded up horses, we were gone
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Crossed the La Veta pass to that sweet St Luis valley, rolling on
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Thats Wolf Creek up ahead 10,000 feet of mountain, we'll be there by noon
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We're hauling Colorado horses down to winter beneath the Arizona moon

[Verse 2]
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Go straight on to Durango toward Four Corners, that old Ford was making ground
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We stretched the horses legs in Teec Nos Pos and watched that desert sun go down
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We made camp out in the nations and we listened to the ancestors tunes
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We're hauling Colorado horses down to winter beneath the Arizona moon

[Verse 3]
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We called the boss in Wickenberg just to let em know when we'd be rolling in
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Fed the horses, fed ourselves, picked some guitar while the firelight grew dim
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Then we passed the bottle around and watched the night time turn to morning way too soon
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We're hauling Colorado horses down to winter beneath the Arizona moon

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[Verse 4]
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Sing praises to these horses they've hauled a thousand dudes to the hills
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They'd take us to the rivers where the voice of Mother Nature won't be still
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Well I ain't no big time banker but I know exactly what I should be doing
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That's hauling Colorado horses down to winter beneath the Arizona moon

[Outro]
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That's hauling Colorado horses down to winter beneath the Arizona moon