He tells the kids of Tuff and Lane with Cody by their side
Headin to every rodeo just tryin to make a ride
The long nights spent drivin and sleepin in the car
And every buckle bunny surroundin them at the bar
Every time he's lost and the bronc or bull has won
Havin a laugh behind the chutes and all the petty fun
The rides he's made the buckles won and the entry fees lost
To biggar, badder and better things that tried to buck him off
His story is long and painful it's filled with wrecks and rides
About the miles traveled and all the teary eyes
He left it all behind him for a chance at golden fame
Lookin at every rodeo for that buckle with his name
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