Good Horses To Ride Lyrics - Trent Willmon

Old Tuck was a cowboy I knew years ago 

Could put a stretch in a story like a forty foot row 

Young an' wide eyed, I believed every word 

As he rambled through the canyons an' stampeded herds 

Swore there were still Comanches in them breaks to the south 

He'd seen good hands ride in there an' never rode out 

He had a horse he called Dollar that twice saved his life 

He lost him to Jim Shoulders playin' poker one night 

When I turned eighteen, I packed up an' left home 

Tuck was pretty old back then an' by now he's long gone 

But I've heard it said that ol' cowboys don't die 

They get put out to pasture way up in the sky 

So if God's got a Heaven for old cowboy legends 

I hope the grass is greener on the other side 

An' he's got good horses to ride 

Now the folks back home would tell you Tuck was just crazy an' old 

But I still believe in Conquistador gold 

An' those memories look like a mirage in the distance 

Starin' out from this prison of urban existence 

So I saddle up an' I go back now an' then 

To remember who I was an' just forget where I am 

Now the concrete an' steel, they spread out like a plague 

Consumin' the rivers, the mountains and the plains 

Then one of these days it'll all be gone 

But somewhere that spirit will always live on 

'Cause I've heard it said that ol' cowboys don't die 

They get put out to pasture way up in the sky 

So if God's got a Heaven for old cowboy legends 

I hope the grass is greener on the other side 

An' he's got good horses to ride 

Yeah, he's got good horses to ride 

A few good horses to ride 

And a few good horses to ride