Stormy throws her head
She don't like the sound of lead
Rippin through the sky on a cool clear autumn morn
She high trots back home
She can stand to be alone
She been that way since the day that she was born
But I love her anyway and I wouldn trade a single day
Of ridin for another day to be alive
The wind in her long black mane
She the only thing that keeps me sane
The only way today a cowboy can survive
Equine
A mind all his own
Bud was as hard as a stone
He threw me to the ground a dozen times or more
Runnin down the road
Cussin cause I just been throwed
All the way back to the old brown double barn door
But I loved him anyway and I wouldn't trade a single day
Of ridin for another day to be alive
The wind in his long gold mane
He was the only thing that kept me sane
The only way today that a cowboy can survive
Equine
There a fire burnin in me still
And a cold, hard-iron will
To get back on no matter how hard I fall
And I think of them days sometimes
To ease my troubled mind
Ev'retime my back up against a wall
He one tired, old paint
He a little less can than can
I see the hesitation in his eyes
I lift a little saddle on
He kicks him in the sides and they gone
Lord I can believe how the years Roll by
And how I love that little boy
Ridin high like Gene and Roy
Fadin like a hero into that western sun
The wind in his thick gold hair
I close my eyes and for a moment I there
The only way today a cowboy can survive
Equine
Equine
Equine