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When he was years old his mom
him down to the round corral
To his dad work the young horse
called Smokey

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

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams ain't all fences
Once he's seen 'em in old Cheyenne
Ranch and his old man's schemes
ain't where his heart is
But you know his understands

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

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

Well, the fencings done and the morning sun finds him packed and
Momma kissed his cheek and then she inside
His old man, well, he shook his said, "Son you ride 'em pretty"
Didn't see the tears that his cried

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