Listen while you read!
We traveled down the road to bout every rodeo
We could make the entry for
Me and my bud our Chaps and our spurs
And an old '65 four door
Chris Ledoux playin' on the radio
Not a care in the world except the next big rodeo

Cause we're roughstock riders
Taming Shoot fighters
On a train they will stop for no one
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
And some folks say we're crazy
Some just plum insane
But I know we were born to play this game

It's not the kind of life most would want for their son
It's seen many a man come undone
And get stomped in the ground
And there's nothing that a clown
Can do when your time has come
But down the road with a little bit of luck
And a whole lot of try
There'll be a gold buckle waiting
At the end of the next ride

Cause we're roughstock riders
Taming Shoot fighters
On a train they will stop for no one
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
And some folks say we're crazy
Some just plum insane
But I know we were born to play this game

Cause we're roughstock riders
Taming Shoot fighters
On a train they will stop for no one
Lookin down the barrel of a loaded gun
And some folks say we're crazy
Some just plum insane
But I know we were born to play this game
I know we were born to play this game