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

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

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

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

And in his mind he's riding bulls in Las Vegas
Soon he'll be on a train that to Santa Fe
voice of freedom 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 went
His old man, well, he his hand said, "Son you ride 'em pretty"
Didn't see the tears his momma cried

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