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One, two, three, four
No one really ever knows
What's coming up on down the road
You ain't got no map in hand
Looking for some promised land
Crazy 'til the day you die
So hold on tight
Life hits like a fighter
It makes you one too
It throws you some pitches
You don't get to choose
All the time
But it's alright
It's alright
It runs and it bucks like a horse that ain't broke
It twists and it turns like an old county road
What a ride
Oh my my
Ain't it wild
To be alive?
Grab your boots, get out the door
Go on and blaze the trail you're waiting for
Like a river through the trees
Well, don't really matter where it leads
Life hits like a fighter
It makes you one too
It throws you some pitches
You don't get to choose
All the time
But it's alright
It's alright
It runs and it bucks like a horse that ain't broke
It twists and it turns like an old county road
What a ride
Oh my my
Ain't it wild
To be alive?
Ain't it wild, ain't it wild, ain't it wild
Ain't it wild, ain't it wild, ain't it wild
Ain't it wild, ain't it wild, ain't it wild
To be alive?
Crazy 'til the day you die
So hold on tight
Life hits like a fighter
It makes you one too
It throws you some pitches
You don't get to choose
All the time
But it's alright (hey)
It's alright
And it runs and it bucks like a horse that ain't broke (horse that ain't broke)
It twists and it turns like an old county road
What a ride
Oh my my
Ain't it wild
To be alive?
Ain't it wild? Ain't it wild? Ain't it wild?