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Lyrics for 'Other Side Of The Hill' by 'Nitty Gritty Dirt Band'
Watch Out When They Start To Twist
Hold Tight With A Leather Fist
That's What My Daddy Told Me
How To Ride The Bulls.
There's A Jingle In My Jeans,
Short Places Inbetween;
I'm Leaving Tennesee With A Push And Pull.
Ten-four, Buddy, Come On Back.
Horse Trailer On A Cadillac,
You're Talking To The Cowboy In The Coupe De Ville.
Chug A Lug Up One Side, Glide Down The Other,
I'm A Lover Of The Other Side Of The Hill.
Turn Up That Radio & Don't Think About Rodeo,
Don't Think About Roundup Up In Old Cheyenne.
It's A Crazy Circuit, But You Still Work It.
Won't You Turn The Sound Up And Let's Check The Scan.
Ten-four, Buddy, Come On Back.
Horse Trailer On A Cadillac,
You're Talking To The Cowboy In The Coupe De Ville.
Chug A Lug Up One Side, Glide Down The Other,
I'm A Lover Of The Other Side Of The Hill.
Bandanna On The Rearview Mirror
Still Wet From Ear To Ear;
Once Again Its Provin' What The Wise Men Say -
When You Ride The Last One, You Better Make It A Fast One
Jump While He's Movin, Just Walk Away.
Ten-four, Buddy, Come On Back.
Horse Trailer On A Cadillac,
You're Talking To The Cowboy In The Coupe De Ville.
Chug A Lug Up One Side, Glide Down The Other,
I'm A Lover Of The Other Side Of The Hill.
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