The Horse I Rode In On

The show was a big one, an olde rodeo
 They'd been trying to hire us for a few years or so
 The grandstand was bursting, the infield was full
 They'd run all the chucks and they'd bucked all the bulls
 I felt stiff in the saddle, had been a year since I'd rode
 And I'd never been on him save an afternoon lope
 But this was the last thing on my tortured mind
 As I put heels to belly and my band played the time
 He was a big sorrel gelding with a golden streaked mane
 A silver mounted saddle and hand braided reins
 He had one blue eye that was clear like the rain
 But the horse I rode in on felt none of my pain
 Well we made quite an entrance in show business style
 And twelve thousand people all witnessed my smile
 But you were not there among them I'm sorry to say
 As I rode through the crowd toward the big outdoor stage
 If my pony was skittish with all the people around
 And if he spooked just a little when the spotlight shone down
 It's nothing compared to the heart break and pain
 That come with a love that has withered in vain
 So we played through the show and like I always do
 I sang every one of the love songs for you
 Then I climbed right back on him and I spurred him away
 And as the cheers and the dust from the arena did fade
 I didn't feel like no cowboy anymore, anyway