Places I have been, cities I have seen, with concrete caverns rising from the ground. Miles and miles of asphalt trail, stretch across a land, stampeding metal ponies leaving smoke along the way... I'm going back to paniolo counrty, stars at night no city lights. Paniolo country, my home on the range. I made up my mind, won't waste any time I'm going back to where the clouds ride high. take my word its pretty, not like the great big city the winds still bring cool clear mountian air. I'm going back to paniolo country rain drops fall, the grass grows tall paniolo counrty, my home on the range. Places I have been, cities I have seen, with concrete caverns rising from the ground. Miles and miles of asphalt trail, stretch across a land, stampeding metal ponies leaving smoke along the way going back to paniolo country rain drops fall, the grass grows tall paniolo counrty, my home on the range paniolo country my home on the range
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