Radney Foster - 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’^Cm long 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’l^Gl ride tha^Dt pon^Cy fast 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’^Ds boys that are ridin’ for legendary fame And our ^Cmoney’s all gone but they still ride the same Our ^Emhearts are getting’ broken

^GWe’ll always believe in the things that we trusted They’l^Dl be those nights when glory comes round And we’l^Cl tip our hats and wave to the crowd…

And I’l^Gl ride tha^Dt pon^Cy fast 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…

And I’l^Gl ride tha^Dt pon^Cy fast Like a ^Gcowboy ^Dfrom the ^Cpast Be ^Gyoung and ^Dwild and ^Cfree Like ^GTexas in ^D18^C80 Just like ^GTexas in ^D18^C80