Ridin' the storm out, waitin' for the thaw out
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On a full moon night in the Rocky Mountain winter.
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My wine bottle's low, watching for the snow
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Thinkin' about what I've been missin' in the city.
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And I'm not missin' a thing
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Watchin' the full moon crossing the range
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Ridin' the storm out
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Ridin' the storm out.
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My lady's beside me, she's there to guide me.
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She says that alone we've finally found home.
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The wind outside is frightening,
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but it's kinder than the lightning life in the city.
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It's a hard life to live but it gives back what you give.
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