(Radney Foster)
I can hear the wind whisper my name
Tellin' me it's time to head out again
My horses are trailered and the lights are shut down
An I'm long overdue for headin' outta town
Got a fever that they call rodeo
Just enough winnin' to make the next show
Sometimes you make eight,sometimes you hit dirt
Go on,pin another number to the back of my shirt
And I'll ride that pny fast
Like a cowboy from the past
Be young and wild free
Like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas in 1880
Ah,from Phoenix to Tulsa to the Astro Dome
New York City down to San Antone
There's boys that are ridin' for legendary fame
And our money's all gone but we ride just the same
Our hearts got broken,and our heads get busted
But we;ll alawys believe the things that we trust
There'll be those nights when glory comes round
And we'll tip our hats and wave to the crowd
And I'll ride that pny fast
Like a cowboy from the past
Be young and wild free
Like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas in 1880
Someday when you're older
Someone see
That buckle hangin' there on your belt
Ask you just how it felt!
And I'll ride that pny fast
Like a cowboy from the past
Be young and wild free
Like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas
Just like Texas
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