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When he was five old his mom
Took him down to the round
To watch his dad work the horse
called Smokey

Man, did horse buck but his old dad, he just sat up there
And rode him like was nothin' to it
And right the boy gained a whole new respect for the man
And that day on he knew that
When he grew up he to be a cowboy

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams all fixin' fences
Once seen 'em ride in old Cheyenne
Ranch routine and his old schemes
This ain't his heart is
But you know his understands

When noonday father and son
Sit down and eat their dinner that big Wyoming sky
His knows he's gotta let him go
The boy can't be a winner if he don't spread his and fly

And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las
Soon he'll be on a train that leads to Fe
Sweet voice of echoes down the ages
And another cowboy on his way

Well, the fencings and the morning sun finds him packed and ready
Momma kissed his and then she went inside
His old man, well, he shook his said, "Son you ride 'em pretty"
see the tears that his momma cried

And in his he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas
he's on a train that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the
And calls another on his way