He was pushin' seven, an I was barely five When he rode up on his broomstick horse And said, 'You wanna ride?' His boots made a funny sound They were his daddy's size His hat kept slippin' down below his eyes.
We rode off in the sunset, down the sidewalk I laughed at him every time he talked His two front teeth were missin' But he had the cutest smile And I thank the cowboy for the ride.
He was seventeen the next time he showed up And I had never seen inside a pick-up truck Aw, he was tall and handsome Smilin' cuter than before And he'd grown up to fit the boots he wore.
We rode off in the sunset, down the highway We took our time, gettin' home the back way Later on in the front porch swing He pulled me to his side And I thank the cowboy for the ride.
Well, he'd loved me since a child And I'd always felt the same So, we settled down And hitched our dreams together We raised two broomstick cowboys And one little cowboy, girl To know God paints the sunsets of the world.
Spoken: Well, he's almost sixty-seven (Ha-ha) I admit to thirty-nine! He loves me like a child And I still feel the same But he smiles a little slower At the twinkle in my eyes But we still saddle up from time to time.
We ride off in the sunset, in the evenin's Stars as bright as if we've never seen them I never fail to say, before I go to sleep at night I love you cowboy, thank you for the ride.
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