Seventeen Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

When he was five years old his mom 

Took him down to the round corral 

To watch his dad work the young horse 

They called Smokey 

Man, did that horse buck but his old dad, he just sat up there 

And rode him like there's was nothin' to it 

And right then the boy gained a whole new respect for the man 

And from that day on he knew that 

When he grew up he wanted to be a cowboy 

At seventeen a cowboys' dreams ain't all fixin' fences 

Once he's seen 'em ride in old Cheyenne 

Ranch routine and his old man's schemes 

This ain't where his heart is 

But you know his daddy understands 

When noonday comes father and son 

Sit down and eat their dinner beneath that big Wyoming sky 

His daddy knows he's gotta let him go 

The boy can't be a winner if he don't spread his wings and fly 

And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas 

Soon he'll be on a train that leads to Santa Fe 

Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages 

And calls another cowboy on his way 

Well, the fencings done and the morning sun finds him packed and ready 

Momma kissed his cheek and then she went inside 

His old man, well, he shook his hand said, "Son you ride 'em pretty" 

Didn't see the tears that his momma cried 

And in his mind he's riding bulls down in Las Vegas 

Today he's on a train that leads to Santa Fe 

Sweet voice of freedom echoes down the ages 

And calls another cowboy on his way