Well I can hear the wind whisper my name Telling me it's time to head out again My horses are trailered and the lights are shut down And I'm long overdue from heading outta town Got a fever that they call rodeo Just enough winnings to make the next show Sometimes you make eight sometimes you hit dirt Go on and pin another number to the back of my shirt And I'll ride that pony fast like a cowboy from the past Beyond their wildest dreams Like Texas in 1880 Just like Texas in 1880 Ah, from Phoenix to Tulsa to the Astrodome New York City down to San Antone These boys are riding for legendary fame And our money's all gone but we ride just the same Our hearts will get broken and our heads'll get busted We’ll always believe the things that we trusted There'll be those nights when glory comes round And we'll tip our hats and wave to the crowd and then Chorus Bridge: Someday when you're older someone'll see That buckle hanging there on your belt Ask you just how it felt... to ride Chorus