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I've worn out my boots on
dusty trails, I've weathered storms and sunlight.
My mount has stumbled, I've been bitten by the wind,
but I stay in the saddle, my gaze fixed on the road ahead.
(Chorus)
Oh, Amor Fati, that's my cowboy cry. If fate is a bull,
I'm no longer afraid.
I ask for nothing more
than what I have here.
The road is my friend,
no matter where it leads!
(Verse 2)
The coffee is bitter
and the sun is heavy,
but every mile is worth its weight in love.
It's not luck,
it's my own destiny,
and I serve it up tight, every morning.
(Chorus)
Oh, Amor Fati,
that's my cowboy cry.
If fate is a bull,
I'm no longer afraid.
I ask for nothing more
than what I have here.
The road is my friend,
no matter where it leads!
Solo guitar,harmonica
(Chorus)
Oh, Amor Fati,
that's my cowboy cry.
If fate is a bull,
I'm no longer afraid.
I ask for nothing more
than what I have here.
The road is my friend,
no matter where it leads!
(Final)
Yeah! What's coming is mine. I sing my life, I keep the faith.