Braided rope, saddle soap, rosin for his riggin'
A young man dreams of growin up to ride
Buckin' broncs, Brahma bulls
Is just some wishful thinkin'
Cause that cowboy well he still too young to ride
Leather chaps, a big white hat, silver spurs that glisten
Growin' up takes such a long long time
And he could ride the rankest bronc
If only they would listen
How that cowboy's dreams sound a lot like mine
Your trophy buckles are waitin'
You got the world by the reins
And you've got time on your side
Theirs not a thing in your way now
So don't wait 'til it's too late
To saddle your dreams and ride
The time has past, and lookin' back
The rodeo has ended
The cowboys and the fans have all gone home
But broken hearts and broken bones
And time will all be mended
But the memories of this cowboy life live on
Your trophy buckles are waitin'
You got the world by the reins
And you've got time on your side
Theirs not a thing in your way now
So don't wait 'til it's too late
To saddle your dreams and ride