Riding My Chrome Horse

The sun is rising over Tennessee,

My chrome horse waits, just her and me,

With the wind on my face and the open road,

I’m chasing freedom, it’s time to unload.

From the Smoky Mountains to the Tennessee streams,

I ride through the valleys, living my dreams.

That engine’s roaring, a sweet melody,

This chrome horse is my ticket, I’m wild and free.

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