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

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

At a cowboys' dreams ain't all fixin' fences
Once he's seen 'em ride in old
Ranch routine and his old schemes
ain't where his heart is
But you his daddy understands

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

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

Well, the fencings done and the morning sun finds him packed and
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 down in Las Vegas
Today he's on a that leads to Santa Fe
Sweet voice of freedom echoes the ages
And another cowboy on his way