Hooked On An 8 Second Ride Chris LeDoux

Rollin' down a long highway Out to New Mexico Driftin' down to Santa Fe To ride a bull in a rodeo He's hooked on a feelin' Addicted to a natural high Don't know why it's appealin' All he knows

Re-Ride Chris LeDoux

Since I saw that rodeo in 1965 I had to try to be the greatest bareback rider alive I went and did some practicing on pa's old ropin' mare And I thought I'd take that bronc I'd drawed And really part it's

Old Paint Chris LeDoux

I ride an old paint I lead an old Dan I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann They feed in the coulees they water in the draw Their tails're all matted their backs're all raw Ride around little

One Ride In Vegas Chris LeDoux

He's packed up his boots and his saddle Seventeen, headin' out on his own And he'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas, one ride in Vegas Lonely nights in rundown motel rooms Aches

Night Rider's Lament Chris LeDoux

While I was out a ridin' The grave yard shift, midnight 'til dawn The moon was bright as a readin' light For a letter from an old friend back home And he asked me Why do you ride for your money and why

Navajo Wrangler Chris LeDoux

Between Gallup and Shiprock, he was born in a HoganAnd his spirit was as free as an eagle fliesDeep in the canyons out in ArizonaHe broke his first pony before he turned fiveHe learned how to hide in the

This Cowboy's Hat Chris LeDoux

That's when my friend turned around and this is what he said "You'll ride a black tornado 'cross the western sky Rope an ol blue norter and milk it till it's dry Bulldog the Mississippi, pin it's ears

Strawberry Roan Chris LeDoux

Let me tell you a tale and a good one I own of an old caballo a strawberry roan I was hangin' round town just a spendin' my time out of a job and not earnin' a dime When a stranger steps up and he says

Cowboy In The Continental Suit Chris LeDoux

He walked out in the arena all dressed up to the brim Said he just came down from a place called Highland Rim And he said he came to ride the horse the one they called the Brute But he didn't look like

The Buckskin Lady Chris LeDoux

emTurned,And if you drop your loop around 'em, she can make a grass rope hum,And any time you got a rodeo, and I've got the entry fee,You can bet your boots my gal and I will come.ChorusWhoopee-ti-d-idi-ido on

Sometimes You'Ve Just Gotta Ride Chris LeDoux

His name was Twister he lived in the pasture Right down from my daddy's farm They say there's a cowboy who once tried to ride him Now he's mending fences with only one arm On my way home from school somehow

Take Me To The Rodeo Chris LeDoux

Well my car broke down it's in the ditch wish I was the son of someone rich I'd throw hundred dollar bills out on the road and I'd catch me a ride to the rodeo There's a mule deer layin' by the road ahead

Born In Mississippi Chris LeDoux

I was born in MississippiOn the Gulf of MexicoAnd I could hear the Gators a roar at nightOut on the old bayouI remember Spanish mossA hangin' from the cypress treesAnd the smell of honeysuckleOn the Mississippi

What More Could A Cowboy Need Chris LeDoux

Well I spent half my life out on the highway Chasin' rodeos through every little town In an old pickup truck with a little cowboy luck Well I never thought I'd ever settle down Back then I didn't know

Working Cowboy Blues Chris LeDoux

and it don't look like it's gonna change Nobody's found a cure for what we are goin' through But I'll tell you boys just what I'm gonna do Well I'm gonna saddle up old paint right after shipping time Ride

Get Back On That Pony Chris LeDoux

Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins And Blaze he took off a running he threw me

Western Skies Chris LeDoux

The nashville friends think i'm strange to make my home out on the range Think it's nothin but a God forsaken land Why don't you bring your guitar and family, move on down to tennesse Well, I just smile

Wild And Wooly Chris LeDoux

I've been workin' all week long out in the saddle I lay my bed roll down at night out on the range Cussin' dust and heat and fly's and cattle All this romance can drive a poor cowboy insane And that lonesome

Lean, Mean And Hungry Chris LeDoux

home Well I've been rodeoin' goin' and a blowin' Up and down this highway searchin' for a dream Someday I'll settle down right now I'm rambin' round Cause I'm just a cowboy and that's all I wanna be I ride

Thank The Cowboy For The Ride Chris LeDoux

Well he was pushing seven she was barely five He rode up on his broomstick horse and said you wanna ride His boots made a funny sound cause they were his daddy's size His hat keep slippin' down below his

The Yellow Stud Chris LeDoux

Somewhere on the Prairie, a yellow stud runs free Runnin' through the sage brush, down through the coolies There not far behind him, a cowboy rides along He's gonna try to catch him and break him for his

Old Red Chris LeDoux

Old Red was one of the orneriest yet I'd seen at the big rodeo He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life Old Red had never been rode Meaner than sin, wild as the wind That blew on the Montana

I Do It For Me Chris LeDoux

broncs and bull doggin' steersWell, he smiled as he tipped his hat slowlyHe said, friend, it ain't all like it seemsWhile some folks are makin' a livin'Others are livin' their dreamsAnd some cowboys ride

Life Is A Highway Chris LeDoux

Life's like a road that you travel on One day here and the next day gone Sometimes you bend, sometimes you stand Sometimes you turn your back to the wind There's a world outside every darkened door Where

Johnson County War Chris LeDoux

Life is sweet we lived on the meat, of the deer and the antelope. We cut house logs on the moutain, with the team we hauled 'em down.

I Can't Ride The Broncos Anymore Chris LeDoux

a man can't spend his life in reflection,Just thinkin' about the way things used to be.So I'm gonna take myself a new direction,And make myself some brand new memories.Well I spent lots of years out on

Go Riding, Young Cowboy Chris LeDoux

He stood out in the Cheyenne area dust by the latch on chute number fourThe young cowboys were laughin' at him and at the out of date clothes that he woreThough his trophy buckle was old it told of the

I Can't Ride The Broncs Anymore Chris LeDoux

Well I spent lots of years out on that highway, Ridin' buckin' horses for my grub. But now I make my livin' with this ole guitar. And just like rodeo it's in my blood.

Running Through The Rain Chris LeDoux

With country music blastin' on the radio. Talkin' girls and broncs and gold beltbuckles. Rollin' south to a california rodeo.

Scene We All Ain't Saw Chris LeDoux

Old Badger was an outlaw that no man could ever ride So tough the devils pitch fork couldn't penetrate his hide To beat him was the dream of every cowboy in the land But try they might as sure is right

Seventeen Chris LeDoux

horse they called Smokey man did that horse buck But his old dad just sat up there and rode him like there was nothin' to it Right then the boy gained a whole new respect for the man And from that day on

Blue Eyes And Freckles Chris LeDoux

he's only three There's a cute little filly she lives right next door She'd like to brand him but he's no green horn She'll offer him candy but he knows her game He'll take what she gives him then be on

The Last Sunset Chris LeDoux

took you by suprise Threw a loop around your heart when she looked into your eyes Branded by the tender touch of her soft gentle hand Now this hard ridin' cowboy this wild driftin' cowboy Will never ride

Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming Chris LeDoux

came limping by Wearing tattered old boots with one sole gone and a far away look in his eye Well he watched for a while as she painted and then he said mama you surely paint well Yes you got all this on

Dream On Cowboy Chris LeDoux

Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'Cause that cowboy, well, hes still too young to rideLeather chaps, a big white hat, silver spurs that glistenGrowin' up takes such a long, long timeAnd he could ride

Cadillac Cowboy Chris LeDoux

Hold tight with a leather fist Watch out when he starts to twist What their daddies' used to tell them boys How to ride them bulls I got a jingle in my jeans Sore places in between And I'm leavin

It Ain'T The Years, It's The Miles Chris LeDoux

I walked behind the chute, strapped my spurs to my boots At that Big Rodeo in Cheyenne Feelin' tired and sore for a ride the day before And a thousand other rides since I began As I climbed up the gate

Take Me Back To Old Wyoming Chris LeDoux

The nights get mighty lonesome out here on the roadPickin' this old guitar a thousand miles from homeThe songs tonight I'm singin', Lord, they nearly make me cryTake me back to old Wyoming and the lady

The Lady Is Dancing With Me Chris LeDoux

Now I paid for the supper, an' I bought the drinks, So I feel that I've got the right, Now I'm sorry ole buddy, but you just better back off, Or there's liable to be trouble here t'night.

Blue Bonnet Blues Chris LeDoux

Well, there's a special place in my memory, Where I keep the pictures of a time an' place I left far behind. An' I know the years have probably colored the way it really was back Then.

Light Of The World Chris LeDoux

In a lonely all night diner on a rainy city street A girl eats at the counter with a suitcase at her feet And the waitress looks her over and she knows that she can't pay So when the girl slips out the

County Fair Chris LeDoux

Been workin' like a dawg slavin' on the fence line Stretchin' those wires tight Diggin' and tappin' and sweatin' in the sunshine But I get off tonight I got a date with a girl, a pretty rancher's

I'Ve Got To Be A Rodeo Man Chris LeDoux

Sometimes this old road Gets so damn lonesome away from home Ain't no way in sight, head on back Nobody knows the way it feels Suffer through this living hell Unless you've been on down that road yourself

Ain't Had Time To Go Home Chris LeDoux

Well a bronc bucked me off up in Cheyenne Wyoming I broke me a couple of bonesMy wife up an left me it must be an omen my destiny's being aloneI've been thinkin' of mama out a workin' the yard so I gave

Dirt And Sweat Cowboy Chris LeDoux

fallWell, I don't mind riding fences but them tractors are wrenchesI ain't never liked and I guess I never willJust give me my horse and saddle or some woolies or some cattleAnd turn me loose and let me ride

Time Chris LeDoux

leaves are turnin' goldAnd the smell of wood smoke takes me back to days of long agoI think about my childhood, pumpkin pie and HalloweenAnd the magic in a young boy's hopes and dreamsTime, time, goes on

Song Of The Yukon Rose Chris LeDoux

There's a place on the yukon river, called the carriboux saloon. Where the miners go, to spend their gold, An' listen to the sad, sweet tune.

Old Jake Chris LeDoux

Now old Jake was a cowboy he'd worked his whole life on the rangeAnd he could rope, and he could ride with any man just half his ageOld Jake was my hero and me I was just a green kidAnd I prayed that someday

You Just Can't See Him From The Road Chris LeDoux

Well you don't see him much on the big screen anymore The kids don't ride along with Roy or Gene And that ain't really him with all those feathers in his hat And some frenchman's name embroidered on his

Workin' Man's Dollar Chris LeDoux

clean Well, I'm faded and I'm wrinkled Tattered and stained with sweat But I'm the 1st one called when Uncle Sam Needs a hand with the National Debt I've been wages for the farm hand For drivin' an