Pat Green - Texas in 1880

^EmI can hear the wind whisper my name ^GTellin? me it?s time to head out again My ^Dhorses are trailered and the lights are shutdown I?m ^Clong overdue for headin? outta town Gotta ^Emfever that they call the rodeo ^GJust enough winners and make the next show Some^Dtimes you make eight sometimes you hit dirt Go on ^Cpin another number to the back of my shirt

And I?ll ^Gride that ^Dpony ^Cfast Like a ^Gcowboy ^Dfrom the ^Cpast Be ^Gyoung and ^Dwild and ^Cfree Like ^GTexas in ^D18^C80 Just like ^GTexas in ^D18^C80

^EmAwe, from Phoenix to Tulsa to the Astro Dome From ^GNew York City down to San Antone There?s ^Dboys that are ridin? for legendary fame And our ^Cmoney?s all gone but they still ride the same Our ^Emhearts are getting? broken And our heads are getting? busted ^GWe?ll always believe in the things that we trusted They?ll ^Dbe those nights when glory comes round And we?ll ^Ctip our hats and wave to the crowd?

And I?ll ^Gride that ^Dpony ^Cfast Like a ^Gcowboy ^Dfrom the ^Cpast Be ^Gyoung and ^Dwild and ^Cfree Like ^GTexas in ^D18^C80 Just like ^GTexas in ^D18^C80

^DSomeday when you?re older someone?ll see That ^Embuckle hangin? there on your belt ^CAskin? just how it felt?