Good Ride Cowboy

From the hills to Kaycee, Wyoming

Where life's wooly and wild

Came an Air Force brat

In a cowboy hat

And that Copenhagen smile

And from bucking broncs

To honky tonks

He always sang a cowboy's song

We were much too young

Having too much fun

As we all sang along

(And we sang) Life's a highway

There's only one way

You're gonna get through it

When she starts to twist

Be more like Chris

Pull your hat down tight

And just LeDoux it

When that whistle blows

And that crowd explodes

And them pickup men are at your side

They tell you good ride cowboy, good ride

From gold buckles to gold records

Well once again he was spinning 'round

Took the whole world on

And he turned us on

To that Western Underground

And from "Bareback Jack"

To "This Cowboy's Hat"

The songs were stronger than his pain

He would not slow down

From town to town

Like children running through the rain

(And we sang)

Life's a highway

There's only one way

You're gonna get through it

When she starts to twist

Be more like Chris

Pull your hat down tight

And just LeDoux it

When that whistle blows

And that crowd explodes

And them pickup men are at your side

They tell you good ride cowboy, good ride

(And we sang)

Life's a highway

There's only one way

You're gonna get through it

When she starts to twist

Be more like Chris

Pull your hat down tight

And just LeDoux it

When that whistle blows

And that crowd explodes

And them pickup men are at your side

They tell you good ride cowboy, good ride

I bet he crossed that river Jordan

With St. Peter on the other side

Singing good ride cowboy, good ride

Good ride cowboy, good ride