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Last night we rode our broncs in SeattleMe and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rainWinch and John was at the beer stand, gettin' spraddledBut we got 'em gathered and hit the road againChewin' snooze and spittin' in a bottleWith country music blastin' on the radioTalkin' girls and broncs and gold belt bucklesRollin' south to a California rodeoJust rollin' down that great American highwayWith the mornin' sky lit up like a flameChasin' dreams and followin' a rainbowLike children runnin' through the rainWell it's rodeo time in Oak dale, CaliforniaAnd we stumble with the trash out of the carAnd old Bill looks at me through whiskers and wild, red eyeballsAnd says, "We look more like hobo's than big-time rodeo stars"Well we ride our broncs and we all win a little moneyAnd there's Winch over at the beer stand againBut look, he's got his arm around a little California honeyAnd Bill says, "I wonder if that lady there's got any friends"Just rollin' down that great American highwayWith the mornin' sky lit up like a flameChasin' dreams and followin' a rainbowLike children runnin' through the rainWell, the years went by and now we've all got familiesAh, but we still get together every now and thenAnd we talk about all the bad broncs and the good timesLord, sometimes I wish I was back on that road againJust rollin' down that great American highwayWith the mornin' sky lit up like a flameChasin' dreams and followin' a rainbowLike children runnin' through the rainJust chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbowLike a bunch of crazy kids runnin' through the rain