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When he was five old his mom
Took him down to the corral
To his dad work the young horse
They Smokey

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

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

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

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

Well, the done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready
Momma kissed his and then she went inside
His old man, well, he his hand said, "Son you ride 'em pretty"
Didn't see the that his momma cried

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