Written by Radney Foster.
I can hear the wind whisper my name.
Tellin´ me it is time to head out again.
My horses are trailered & the lights are shut down,
An´ I am long overdue for headin´ outta town.
Got a fever that they call the rodeo.
Just enough winnin´ to make the next show.
Sometimes you make eight, sometimes you hit dirt.
Go on, pin another number to the back of my shirt
And I will ride that pony fast,
Like a cowboy from the past.
Be young & wild & free,
Like Texas in 1880.
Just like Texas in 1880.
Ah, from Phoenix to Tulsa to the Astro Dome;
New York City down to San Antone;
Theres boys that are ridin´ for legendary fame,
And our money´s all gone but we still ride the same.
Our hearts´ll get broken, & our heads´ll get busted.
But we will always believe the things that we trusted.
There will be those nights when glory comes round,
And we will tip our hats & wave to the crowd
And then ride that pony fast,
Like a cowboy from the past.
Be young & wild & free,
Like Texas in 1880.
Just like Texas in 1880.
Someday when you are older,
Someone will see,
That buckle hangin´ there on your belt.
Ask you just how it felt!
To ride that pony fast,
Like a cowboy from the past.
Be young & wild & free,
Like Texas in 1880.
Just like Texas in 1880.
Just Like Texas.
Take me home to Texas
Ah play it just like Texas
Play it Just like Texas
Pat Green Ringtones