Last night you told her, you could never hold her.
`Cause a cowboy`s just gotta be free.
Her heart was breakin`, yours was achin`,
But you saddled up to follow your dreams.
Coffee on your campfire, wind through the barbed wire,
You huddle close to the flames.
Though she`s far behind you, the night wind reminds you.
It just keeps on whisperin` her name.
You can make a run for the border,
Try to hide up the hole in the wall.
But don`t you know your arms are achin` to hold her.
And cowboy even though you`re ridin` tall...
Cowboy you`re riding for a fall..
Midnight the moons up, hands around your tin cup.
The frost settles in on the sage.
The nights gettin` colder, well, man you`re gettin` older.
T`night you`re feelin` you`re age.
Well, why don`t you turn back, just saddle up and backtrack.
You know you`ll never find a love quite like hers.
And tell me, on a cold lonesome evenin`, what the hell goods your
freedom?
Don`t you think it`s time you hung up your spurs?
You can make a run for the border, try to hide up the hole in the wall.
But don`t you know your arms are achin` to hold her.
And cowboy even though you`re ridin` tall...You`re ridin` for a fall.
Cowboy, you`re Riding For A Fall...