That's Why We Ride

It's twelve hundred miles from Fort Worth to Vegas

Cowboys love rodeo well that's just the way God made us

I was raised on brimstone and barbwire fences and

Mama used to pray that I'd come to my senses

But I love gold buckles and wild horses and

Spurs that rattle when my boots hit the ground

It's those eight second chances and cowgirl glances

It's the blood and the glory, baby that's why we ride

My heart beats fast when I slide in the saddle

Cowboys with the ranked broncs but I just love the battle

It's those late nights and highways and rigged out on pain pills

That Sin City rodeo still gives me chills

I love gold buckles and wild horses and

Spurs that rattle when my boots hit the ground

It's those eight second chances and cowgirl glances

It's the blood and the glory, baby that's why we ride

Mama said don't waste your time chasing a rodeo

But I never had a choice, it's the only life I'll ever know

And Daddy said you got the heart, now bear down and try

Hold on for two and let 'em fly

I love gold buckles and wild horses and

Spurs that rattle when my boots hit the ground

It's those eight second chances and cowgirl glances

It's the blood and the glory, baby that's why we ride

Gold buckles and wild horses and

Spurs that rattle when my boots hit the ground

It's those eight second changes and cowgirl glances

It's the blood and the glory, baby that's why we ride

Blood and the glory, baby that's why we ride