He Rides The Wild Horses Chris LeDoux

Just a [e]rodeo drifter, he [a]comes and he [e]goes, Like a wild wind that blows in the [b7]night. The highways and backroads are all that he knows, He'll be gone with the mornin's grey light.

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

Sons Of The Pioneers Chris LeDoux

Well way out west where the wild wind blows the eagle flies and the sage brush grows Traditions are holding on you'll be glad to hear They're being kept alive by the Sons of The Pioneers Like that young

The Real Thing Chris LeDoux

His boots are old and tattered His Stetson has seen it's better days His hands are rough and calloused And what's left of his hair is turning gray He ain't as tall and handsome As cowboys up on the movie

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

The Wild Bunch Rides Again Chris LeDoux

A bunch of old cowboys are makin' their noise at the rodeos across the land They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy they're still tuff rodeo hands Well their age may be showin' and their grey

Someday Soon Chris LeDoux

There's a young man that I know just turned twenty-one Comes from down in southern Colorado Just out of the service, he's lookin' for his fun Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon Her parents cannot

Them Bareback Horses Chris LeDoux

Them bareback horses are the only thing They make your back hurt they make your bell ring They're hard on tailbones and they make your neck sore But when it's all over you're craving some more Well you

Mountain Wild Chris LeDoux

There was a man that lived in the hills all by himself Chin whiskers' hangin' off his face in the tree there's a hangin' bull elk The only friend he's got in this world is a big old wild cat That sleeps

The Littlest Cowboy Rides Again Chris LeDoux

He's got a broomstick horse called, Dynamite his very favorite friend An old steed about four hands high that runs just like the wind There's not an outlaw in the badlands that he can't apprehend Whoopee

There's Nobody Home On The Range Anymore Chris LeDoux

The old man used to dream of the fortunes he'd seekNow he lives in a room where you pay by the weekHis hands are all battered and his pony's gone lameHis bones always ache when the sky looks like rainHe

Wife Behind The Cowboy Chris LeDoux

There's lots of pretty cowgirls but this you may not knowThere's a very special kind at every rodeoHer husband is a cowboy she's his greatest fanShe's the wife behind the cowboy and the cowboys a lucky

Daydream Cowboy Chris LeDoux

filled with people cars and smokeThe walls are closin' in on me my heart's about to chokeThe world becomes a foggy dream and I no longer seeThe dirty concrete canyons where I have come to beCause a cowboy rides

Call Of The Wild Chris LeDoux

Intro Storm clouds are building above the timber line The lightning's flashing across the mountain side The thunder's rollin' down the canyons of his mind Somewhere beyond the great divide The bugle of

Get Along Little Doggies Chris LeDoux

While I was walkin' one mornin' for pleasure I spied a young cowboy just ridin' along His hat was throwed back and his spurs were a jinglin' And as he approached he was singin' this song Yippy ti yi yo

Rusty Spurs Chris LeDoux

Rusty spurs a hangin' from a nail their on the wallCold winds a blowin' and the snow begins to fallOld man a dreamin' in his rockin' chairThinkin' bout the days gone by wishin' he was thereRodeo, you take

The Passenger Chris LeDoux

It was dark and I was driving down a lonely texas road The night was hot and sleep pulled at my eyes I was thinking bout the wild times and the women that I'd had The deceitful things I'd done and those

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

The Last Cowboy In Town Chris LeDoux

In a little Texas town, at a bar by the rodeo grounds You can see him ridin' in every Saturday night Well, there ain't no hitchin' post but his horse has got so old He'd stay in front of that bar if he

The Last Sunset Chris LeDoux

Cowboy you're like a Mustang driftin' with the wind Riding clear of fences that might close you in Your wild restless spirit keeps you searchin' for higher ground You don't get close to brandin' fires

Come Riding Joe Cy Chris LeDoux

The first time I saw him was over in Tucson When he asked what the bronc ridin' paid Well, me and the boys we all had us a laugh When we saw that his hair was in braids He drawed a good mount you should

Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming Chris LeDoux

She was painting a picture of slum life when the cowboy 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

Sometimes You'Ve Just Gotta Ride Chris LeDoux

he always knew Just when I'd come walking by And he'd stand at the gate like the keeper of fate And we both knew that one day I'd just have to ride Now one crack of dawn well I slipped my boots on And

Caballo Diablo Chris LeDoux

Wild as a coastal barronca swift as the wind blowing free With two eyes like fire brands that glow in the night Somewhere up there he's waiting for me And he knows that I'm coming' for him and I just can't

Bad Brahma Bull Chris LeDoux

I was snappin' out broncs at the Old Flyin' you At forty a month a plum good buckaroo Well, the boss comes around and he says, hey my lad Well, you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad You see, I

Back When We Was Kids Chris LeDoux

Well I grew up in the shadow of the Rockies in the grand old West yes sir I didAnd dammed if we didn't have us a bunch of fun back when we was kidsYea there was manure on our britches snuff pouchin' out

Little Joe The Wrangler Chris LeDoux

the evening when he rode into our camp On a little old brown pony he called Shaw In his brogan shoes and coveralls a harder lookin' kid You never in you life have seen before His saddle was a Sother kack

Ballad Of Will Rogers Chris LeDoux

And he practiced with his rope most everyday He'd ride around the barn or cross the prarie And throw a loop at anything that came his way.

Song Of The Yukon Rose Chris LeDoux

Well, one time a man from tulsa challenged pierre for her rose's hand, Now he lies below the the bitter snow in this wild and savage land.

Tie A Knot In The Devil's Tail Chris LeDoux

Way up high in the Sierra peaks where the yellow jack pines grow tall Old Sandy Bob and Buster Jiggs had a roundup camp last fall Oh, they'd taken the horses and the runnin' irons and may be a dog or two

Love Needs A Fool Chris LeDoux

She lives for the thunder, he lives for the rain She was born in Manhattan, he grew up near Spokane He found her sitting by the side of the road Her long hair shining like that black Texas gold They had

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

Red Headed Stranger Chris LeDoux

lips were sad and tight Cause his little lost love lay asleep on the hillside And his heart was heavy as night CHORUS So don't boss him Don't cross him He's wild in his sorrow He's riding and hidin' his

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

Mighty Lucky Man Chris LeDoux

Well, I figure myself a mighty luck man with the simple few things I've got There's money in the pockets of these old wore out jeans I've got a trailer house and a lot My wife's good lookin' and a heck

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

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

Bareback Jack Chris LeDoux

man I'll come flyin' from the chute with my spurs up high Chaps and boots reachin' for the sky Spurrin' wild with my head throw'd back You'll ask whose that well that's Bareback Jack You'll ask whose

Searching For A Rainbow Chris LeDoux

(Put your hands together and start making some noise And let's do the same when we get them on stage Ladies and gentleman let's give it up for the wild and wooly saddle boogie band) I rode in to town today

The Bucking Machine Chris LeDoux

I've rode lots of horses and I've won a few shows Ridin' broncs at the big old rodeos But the dang-dest contraption that I've ever seen Is that bucket of bots called a buckin' machine The kids they were

Photo Finish Chris LeDoux

jumped out and met him half-way He jerked out his gun and said mister are you crazy, I ain't never seen nobody drive that way I told him take it easy and he could put up that cannon the way he was shakin

Soft Place To Fall Chris LeDoux

I rode off into the sunset The way cowboys always do But ten miles west of Fort Worth My thoughts ran back to you I could feel you there beside me Taste your tender lips on mine Hey there'll always be

Chris And The Saddle Boogie Band Chris LeDoux

have a cup or stick around There ain't no blues gonna hang around here for long 'Cause tonight we came to have a down home good time Gonna do some songs about this western land We might even pick until the

Big Love Chris LeDoux

need a man to get lost it With a heart big enough to roam No more fences for you to look through With your heart caught in a strangle hold I've got a love full of wide open spaces I've got a big love wild

National Finals Rodeo Chris LeDoux

the Series of the sport Hey rookie can you take ten head have you got the heart You think you're a tough cowboy we'll find out in the end When that final whistle blows and the stock's all in the pen The

I Can't Ride The Broncos Anymore Chris LeDoux

Well 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

Copenhagen Angel Chris LeDoux

Well she rolls her own cigarettes with the work of just on hand She acts mean and she cusses I know she wish she were a man She got her teeth knocked out by a bucking horse And when I told her that

I Can't Ride The Broncs Anymore Chris LeDoux

Well 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.

The Feeling Comes Back Chris LeDoux

I hung it all up 'cause I'd had enough of that highway So I settled down, I quit running around like my wild days And most of the time I do just fine 'cause I'm where I want to be But I know it ain't over

Hometown Cowboy Chris LeDoux

He was just a hometown cowboy his belly kind of fat Acme boots up on his feet and a big U-roll-it hat He entered in the bull riding he did it on a dare To please his little sweetheart with the long blond