[00:00.000] 作曲 : Unknown
[00:07.240]Anytime I get the urge to travel
[00:10.930]Anywhere the tumbleweeds blow
[00:14.400]Happy when the hooves are scratchin' gravel
[00:17.520]I grab my saddle horn and blow
[00:21.570]You may think a certain place has got me
[00:25.120]And from there I never will roam
[00:28.350]But you son of a gun I'll bet you a hundred to one
[00:31.890]I grab my saddle horn and blow
[00:35.550]I've traveled all around this country
[00:39.090]I guess I've been most everywhere
[00:42.620]I've been from coast to coast and way down south
[00:46.550]I know the tang of frosty air
[00:50.160]I like the feel of saddle leather
[00:53.780]I love the way a pony sways
[00:57.050]As I ride along I'll sing my song
[01:00.540]And be happy the rest of my days
[01:05.180]Let's blow!
[01:34.940]I've traveled all around this country
[01:38.520]I guess I've been most everywhere
[01:41.530]I've been from coast to coast and way down south
[01:45.540]I know the tang of frosty air
[01:49.250]I like the feel of saddle leather
[01:52.750]I love the way a pony sways
[01:55.950]As I ride along I'll sing my song
[01:59.420]And be happy the rest of my days
[02:05.480]Anytime I get the urge to travel
[02:09.080]Anywhere the tumbleweeds blow
[02:12.640]Happy when the hooves are scratchin' gravel
[02:15.800]I grab my saddle horn and blow
[02:19.830]You may think a certain place has got me
[02:23.250]And from there I never will roam
[02:26.440]But you son of a gun I'll bet you a hundred to one
[02:29.940]I grab my saddle horn and blow
[02:33.930]You son of a gun I'll bet you a hundred to one
[02:36.990]I grab my saddle horn and blow

作曲 : Unknown
Anytime I get the urge to travel
Anywhere the tumbleweeds blow
Happy when the hooves are scratchin' gravel
I grab my saddle horn and blow
You may think a certain place has got me
And from there I never will roam
But you son of a gun I'll bet you a hundred to one
I grab my saddle horn and blow
I've traveled all around this country
I guess I've been most everywhere
I've been from coast to coast and way down south
I know the tang of frosty air
I like the feel of saddle leather
I love the way a pony sways
As I ride along I'll sing my song
And be happy the rest of my days
Let's blow!
I've traveled all around this country
I guess I've been most everywhere
I've been from coast to coast and way down south
I know the tang of frosty air
I like the feel of saddle leather
I love the way a pony sways
As I ride along I'll sing my song
And be happy the rest of my days
Anytime I get the urge to travel
Anywhere the tumbleweeds blow
Happy when the hooves are scratchin' gravel
I grab my saddle horn and blow
You may think a certain place has got me
And from there I never will roam
But you son of a gun I'll bet you a hundred to one
I grab my saddle horn and blow
You son of a gun I'll bet you a hundred to one
I grab my saddle horn and blow