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Like the prairie breeze you go where you please ridin' trails that lead to nowhere
There's places to grow roots but your restless boots never seem to want to go there
Kiowa Jones Kiowa Jones
But no man can lead his life without a reason for his bein'
Your world's such drifter's world but there's another world that's more worth seein'
Kiowa Jones Kiowa Jones
[ whistle ]
But no man can lead his life...
Kiowa Jones Kiowa Jones
