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I can hear the wind whisper my name
Tellin me its time to head out again
My horses are trailered and the lights are shutdown
Im long overdue for headin outta town
Gotta fever that they call the rodeo
Just enough winners and make the next show
Sometimes you make eight sometimes you hit dirt
Go on pin another number to the back of my shirt
(chorus)
And Ill ride that pony fast
Like a cowboy from the past
Be young and wild and free
Like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas in 1880
Awe, from Phoenix to Tulsa to the Astro Dome
From New York City down to San Antone
Theres boys that are ridin for legendary fameAnd our moneys all gone but they still ride the same
Our hearts are getting broken
And our heads are getting busted
Well always believe in the things that we trusted
Theyll be those nights when glory comes round
And well tip our hats and wave to the crowd
(repeat chorus)
(outro)
Someday when youre older someonell see
That buckle hangin there on your belt
Askin just how it felt
(repeat chorus)