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• Artiste: Turnpike Troubadours
• Titre: The Rut
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Early fall descended on the dry back country Aspens It could be any time now that the bulls start bugling I watched the pack mule paniers, see the loads are riding even Is it in my mind or did I finally hear one sing? It's been 10 years since I first came to the mountains with my father A half pint in each saddle bag and stars in both my eyes I don't miss the taste of liquor or really anything about it But the temporary shelter was a welome compromise Oh friend I'm gonna ride out of the rut I'm in A little elevation and an open ended prayer Holdin' out for more than breakin' even I've come back to the mountains and they're all still standin' there The bull had come in tight and he was screamin' in dark timber I could see his brown eys movin', hear him breathin' as he wheeled But tomorrow full of promise I just lived there in the moment Hunted back door camp for enough grouse to make a meal Oh friend I'm gonna ride out of the rut I'm in A little elevation and an open ended prayer Holdin' out for more than breakin' even Well I've come back to the mountains and they're all still standin' there Oh friend I'm gonna ride out of the rut I'm in A little elevation and an open ended prayer Holdin' out for more than breakin' even I've come back to the mountains and they're all still standin' there