Some days, I feel like the last of a dying breedTrying to find where I fitSomewhere between high on top of the worldAnd fighting with calling it quitsMama says she thinks I've always been this wayLike I was just born with itSome days, I feel like the last of a dying breedTrying to find where I fitCowboys and dreamers like usLovers and leavers and long-shot believersWho get up and kick off the dustWe live and die for the rushAin't nothing sweeter than chasing that feverToo much is never enoughFor cowboys and dreamers like usWe like our big skies, our West Texas blue eyesUntil they cry in the rainWe're always after some greener pasturesThat won't quit calling our nameWe ride against the grain, we don't pull back on the reinsCowboys and dreamers like usLovers and leavers and long-shot believersWho get up and kick off the dustWe live and die for the rushAin't nothing sweeter than chasing that feverToo much is never enoughFor cowboys and dreamers like usCowboys and dreamers like usLovers and leavers and long-shot believersWho get up and kick off the dustWe live and die for the rushAin't nothing sweeter than chasing that feverToo much is never enoughFor cowboys and dreamers like usAin't nothing sweeter than chasing that feverAnd too much is never enoughFor cowboys and dreamers like usSome days, I feel like the last of a dying breedTrying to find where I fit
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George Harvey Strait (Poteet, 18 de mayo de 1952) es un cantante de música country, actor y productor estadounidense. A Strait se le conoce como "Rey del Country" y la opinión pública le sitúa como una leyenda viva.
Es conocido por su estilo inconfundible de…
