WELL THE CHUTE GATE WINGS OPEN, HERE WE GO AGAIN
THE DESPARATE DANCE, THE KICK AND THE SPIN
DUST RISIN FROM A CROSS BRED BULL, FIRE MEETS WITH PRIDE
A MAN'S COME A LONG WAY, JUST FOR THE SHORT RIDE
HIS WIFE'S IN THE GRANDSTANDS, TRYIN TO SWALLOW THE FEAR
TWO HEARTS IN THE DARKNESS, SING A BLUE LULLABY
BEAT THE DRUM SLOWLY, FOR A COWBOY'S LAST RIDE
AND WHEN THE DUST HAD ALL SETTLED AND THE CROWD DISAPPEARED
THEY PREACHED AT THE SERVICE, FROM JOHN 25
HOW CHRIST CAME ALONG WAY, JUST FOR THE SHORT RIDE
BEAT THE DRUM SLOWLY, FOR A COWBOY'S LAST RIDE
WELL THE CHUTE GATE SWINGS OPEN, HERE WE GO AGAIN