Let The Ponies Run

Jerry Jeff Walker
 We held a funeral and a wake at the Diamondback Saloon
 With every old-time cowboy agathered in one room
 Swappin' tales and tellin' lies from days when they were young
 Fearless buckaroos who always let the ponies run
 I still see us behind the chutes, standin' in the sun
 Light reflecting off the shiny buckles that we'd won
 Farmin' boys from everywhere, just a ropin' in our dreams
 Buckin' down the highway in old trucks and faded jeans
 Cheyenne days to Fort Worth nights, we drove every inch of road
 We often spoke our dreams out loud, sharing rooms and dirty clothes
 The bandaged up, the broken ones, too tough to ever cry
 The one we won the big go around, the drinks were ours to buy
 Days were filled with mundane chores that kept us lean and mean
 But our nights were spent out dancin' with the fairest girls we'd seen
 Regaling them with wild ass tales, that weren't that far from true
 There wasn't a single favor asked that your old pal wouldn't do
 And every year the finals drew us back to OKC
 Shoulders, Mahan, Steiner, Vol, T-bone and old Duffy
 And when the dust had settled and the last go-round was run
 We stayed up all night singing songs 'til every song was sung
 The broken bones and broken hearts that led to broken homes
 And the trails we rode together, now we travel on alone
 And the friends we saw each summer, now we hardly saw at all
 A little something's broken off each time a cowboy falls
 Well adios amigos, see you down the line
 I sure enjoyed the bullshit, cause it brought back some good times
 And if you see those pals we knew from days when we were young
 Tell them I stil saddle up just to feel the ponies run