In the Arizona sunlight
In the Colorado moonlight
When she gets there, gonna feel alright
Now she's feelin so tired
She got her big bay horse,
One she calls the Rollin Sun
The hard-running faithful one,
Out in front of all the rest.
She's a barrel racing angel
Out there somewhere in the west.
(Verse 2)
Cowgirls are special when they follow their dreams.
Every race is a brand new start.
Some are running for the sake of running.
Some are running from a broken heart.
(Verse 3)