With my heart in the saddle, my spirit feels free,
Chasing the sunset, just the road and me.
Through the whispers of pines, and the songs of the breeze,
I wander these hills, where I find my peace.
The dust rises up, as my boots hit the ground,
Every mile brings me closer, to the life I found.
With the sun painting gold on the edges of night,
I'm lost in the moment, everything feels right.
The stars will come out, and the world will slow down,
With the creak of the saddle, I’ll lay my troubles down.
As the moonlight dances on the river so wide,
There's a magic in the air, as the evening’s my guide.
Seasons will change, but this feeling will stay,
Each trail I have traveled, it's led me this way.
As the brush strokes the sky in a fiery embrace,
I'm reminded of love and the warmth of its grace.
So I’ll keep on wandering, no need for a plan,
With the spirit of a cowboy, I'll follow the land.
From the dusty old trails to the sunsets so grand,
I'll always be grateful, for the life I can stand.
And as the fire fades low, with the night by my side,
I’ll find solace in the saddle, where my heart will abide.
In the silence that follows, I know I’m alright,
With the sunset to guide me, I’ll wander tonight.
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