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.
Faded old blue wranglers, dusty cowboy hat. Pair of scuffed up boots upon your feet's. Can of pork n' beans that you opened with your knife. It ain't much but it's all you've got to eat.
There's a full moon tonight on the prairie. And a memory just rode into view. Of a boy, a buckskin, and an ol' spangler dawg. In the hills where the blue bonnets grew.
When I was just a very young lad. I walked up and I told my dad. A bareback rider's what I wanna be. I want the whole world to know about me. . In the rodeo arena I'll take my stand.