Thank the Cowboy for the Ride

He was pushin' seven, an I was barely five

When he rode up on his broomstick horse

And said, 'You wanna ride?'

His boots made a funny sound

They were his daddy's size

His hat kept slippin' down below his eyes.

We rode off in the sunset, down the sidewalk

I laughed at him every time he talked

His two front teeth were missin'

But he had the cutest smile

And I thank the cowboy for the ride.

He was seventeen the next time he showed up

And I had never seen inside a pick-up truck

Aw, he was tall and handsome

Smilin' cuter than before

And he'd grown up to fit the boots he wore.

We rode off in the sunset, down the highway

We took our time, gettin' home the back way

Later on in the front porch swing

He pulled me to his side

And I thank the cowboy for the ride.

Well, he'd loved me since a child

And I'd always felt the same

So, we settled down

And hitched our dreams together

We raised two broomstick cowboys

And one little cowboy, girl

To know God paints the sunsets of the world.

Spoken:

Well, he's almost sixty-seven

(Ha-ha) I admit to thirty-nine!

He loves me like a child

And I still feel the same

But he smiles a little slower

At the twinkle in my eyes

But we still saddle up from time to time.

We ride off in the sunset, in the evenin's

Stars as bright as if we've never seen them

I never fail to say, before I go to sleep at night

I love you cowboy, thank you for the ride.

I love you cowboy, thank you for the ride...