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Rednex Sex Violins

Woo, hoo, ooh, hey We're heading for the West Not heading for the East We gonna live our dream 'Cause we're wild and free We are heading for the West

I was working at the railroad On the train to Arkansas Last summer, I met a girl She came from nowhere in Idaho I can't get, no no no, just can't get

If it hadn't been for Cotton-Eye Joe I'd been married long time ago Where did you come from, where did you go? Where did you come from, Cotton-Eye Joe

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm Light years to be found, gaze out of my window Want to feel what it is like to belong Lead us right through the night Help us find

You better hold on tight when we go hittin' the hay You better hold on tight and pray You better hold on tight 'cause we go hittin' the hay Or darling