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{brushed snare,
walking acoustic
bass, fingerpicked martin acoustic guitar,
sweet pedal steel volume swells}
Out on a little ranch where the tall grass grows,
There’s a story that every neighbor knows.
A horse named Fred with a coat so bright,
And a dog named George by his side day and night.
They’d run through the meadows with the morning sun,
Never cared who won,
just loved to run.
Best friends forever from the very first day,
Finding new adventures every single day.
Fred and George, running wild and free,
Best friends as far as the eye can see.
Splashing through the river on a hot July day,
Chasing dreams as they raced away.
When the thunder rolled and the lightning flashed,
They’d run back home just as fast as they dashed.
Through every season, come joy or pain,
Those two best friends ruled that old ranch again.
George would bark while Fred would neigh,
Calling each other out to play.
Over the hills and around the trees,
Running through the fields with the summer breeze.
They’d chase old butterflies,
scare the crows away,
Roll in the grass at the end of the day.
Every sunset found them side by side,
With nothing in the world
left to hide.
Years may pass and the seasons may change,
But true friendship never fades away.
Out on that ranch beneath the stars above,
Their story’s written
in loyalty and love.
{pedal steel solo}
Fred and George, forever they’ll be,
The finest pair that you’ll ever see.
Running, playing, swimming in the river so blue,
Living every day like best friends do.
When storm clouds gather and the skies turn gray,
They’ll face the world together
every day.
On that old ranch where memories grow,
Fred and George are the best friends we know.
{fading acoustic guitar, soft pedal steel notes,
warm brush on snare,
final lingering chord}