Tabbed by S. Smith 




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                  Ya-ho!

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He was born into an English Night, some 40 years ago

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But in his heart, the open plains of a home he'll never know



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And in his dreams, he rides the range, way down in Mexico

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'Cause he's a nobody in England,    but a hero in his private Idaho.


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The Saturday morning picture show, took him when he was small
That way of life, he longed to live and he heard the old West call.


And in his dreams, he rides the range, way down in Mexico
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'cause he's a nobody in England, but a hero in his private Idaho


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Well the South Coast doesn't hold much, when you long for Tennessee

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and the legends, and he dreams of

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living long and fighting hard

and forever there inside his memories


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And in his dreams, he rides the range, way down in Mexico
'cause he's a nobody in England, but a hero in his private Idaho


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                  Ya-ho!