Last night you told her
that you could never hold her,
cause a cowboy's just got to be freeHer heart was breaking
Yours was aching,
but you saddled up to follow your dreamsCoffee on your campfire
wind through the barbed wire
you huddle close to the flamesThough she's far behind you
the night wind reminds you
it just keeps on whispering her name
You can make a run for the border
try to hide at the hole in the wall
but don't you know your arms are aching to hold her
and cowboy even though your riding tall
you're riding for a fallMidnight the moon's up
hands around your tin cup.
the frost settles in on the sagethe nights gettin' colder
oh man, you're getting older
tonight you're feeling your agewhy don't you turn back
just saddle up and back track
you know you'll never find a love quite like hersOn a cold lonesome evening
what the hell good's 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 at the hole in the wall
but don't ya know your arms are aching to hold her
and cowboy even though your riding tall
you're riding for a fallCowboy you're riding for a fall
