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

Man, did that horse buck but his old dad, he 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 that day on he knew that
When he grew up he to be a cowboy

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams all fixin' fences
Once he's 'em ride in old Cheyenne
routine and his old man's schemes
This where his heart is
But you know his understands

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

And in his mind he's riding bulls in Las Vegas
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 his cheek and then she went inside
His old man, well, he his hand said, "Son you ride 'em pretty"
Didn't see the tears that his momma

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