The Horse I Rode In On

The show was a big one, an olde rodeo
They'd been trying to hire us for a few years or so
The grandstand was bursting, the infield was full
They'd run all the chucks and they'd bucked all the bulls

I felt stiff in the saddle, had been a year since I'd rode
And I'd never been on him save an afternoon lope
But this was the last thing on my tortured mind
As I put heels to belly and my band played the time

He was a big sorrel gelding with a golden streaked mane
A silver mounted saddle and hand braided reins
He had one blue eye that was clear like the rain
But the horse I rode in on felt none of my pain

Well we made quite an entrance in show business style
And twelve thousand people all witnessed my smile
But you were not there among them I'm sorry to say
As I rode through the crowd toward the big outdoor stage

If my pony was skittish with all the people around
And if he spooked just a little when the spotlight shone down
It's nothing compared to the heart break and pain
That come with a love that has withered in vain

So we played through the show and like I always do
I sang every one of the love songs for you
Then I climbed right back on him and I spurred him away
And as the cheers and the dust from the arena did fade
I didn't feel like no cowboy anymore, anyway