He was looking fine in his Stetson hat

When he showed up ready to ride

She was sitting there on the old front steps

With lovestruck stars in her eyes

He'd been hired on to ride the summer range;

Footloose and fancy free

Little did he know that in old wyo

He'd find him his buckaroo dream

She was young and wild

Just like the horses they rode

Hard workin lady, faded blue jeans

Swinging an old poly rope

She had the face of an angel

And the heart of a saint

His cowbin' days and gypsy ways

Couldn't frighten that poor girl away

Days grey colder and nights grey dim

They both knew it was a matter of time

Before he'd ride off an another job

Running some old winter line

They proved that summer

What love and youth could do

He'd always told her

"If I wasn't some old buckaroo

Girl I'd marry you."

He was looking tired in a worn out hat

When he showed up ready to ride

She was sitting there on the old front steps

Tears pouring out of her eyes

She begged him to stay saying please don't go

I'll never love another again

Said I wish I could but darlin' you know

It's just the way that it is

You're young and wild

Just like the horses we rode

Hard workin' lady, faded blue jeans

Swinging an old poly rope

He knew that she

Deserved so much more

Then life on the trail

Chasin' this cowboy lore

The girl she needed more