Riding furiously towards the horizon,
I fight the urge to scream.
This is what I’ve had my eyes on,
This has always been my dream.
Even through the burning of the saddle,
Rough and worn through years of practice,
I cant help but laugh at the dumb movements of our cattle.
Thinking of my past; that's something I'll never miss.
I am going to climb the ranks,
To be the world's best cowboy.