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There’s a hole in his heart that her memory walks through
And a whole lotta past that he’d like to undo
Years of bruises, busted bones and too much time spent healing
All alone

So tonight from the front porch of his cabin he strolls
Through memories of records broke and years of wild oats sown 
Till she told him I just won't compete with your feelings
For rodeo

	But now he’d trade those titles, all the ropes and the reins
	The saddles, and the buckles, all the trucks and all the fame
	For one night with that woman he wouldn’t let get close but now needs most
	He’d trade all of the horses he's rode

Chasin’ gold from a saddle hell bent on career
He couldn’t see past the next horse or steer
Tradin' letters she wrote beggin' him to come home for horses
That he rode

	Now he’d trade those titles, all the ropes and the reins
	The saddles, and the buckles, all the trucks and all the fame
	For one night with that woman he wouldn’t let get close but now needs most
	He’d trade all of the horses he’s rode

	Now he’d trade those titles, all the ropes and the reins
	The saddles, and the buckles, all the trucks and all the fame
	For one night with that woman he wouldn’t let get close but now needs most
	He’d trade all of the horses he’s rode
	He’d trade all of the horses he’s rode