I can hear the wind whisper my name
Tellin' me it's time to head out again
My horses are trailered and the lights are shut down
And I'm long overdue for headin' outta town

Got a fever that they call rodeo
Just enough winnings 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'll ride that pony fast
Like a cowboy from the past
Be young and wild and 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
There's boys that are ridin' for legendary fame
And our money's all gone but we ride just the same

Our hearts'll get broken, and our heads'll get busted
But we'll always believe the things that we trusted
There'll be those nights when glory comes 'round
And we'll tip our hats and wave to the crowd

And then ride that pony fast
Like a cowboy from the past
Be young and wild and free
Like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas in 1880

Someday, when you're older
Someone'll 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 and wild and free
Like Texas in 1880
Just like Texas in 1880

Just like Texas
Just like Texas

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Radney M. Foster