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Corb Lund

We Used To Ride 'Em

 

We Used To Ride 'Em

(album: Unforgiving Mistress - 1999)


The wind still blows the dust across the exhibition grounds
The chute still creaks and moans and echoes saddle broncing sounds
The horses all wound up the same as the ones that came before
But we don't ride 'em anymore

There was a tear in his eye the day that I remember very well
He said his luck was gone and his draw was bad and his riding had gone all to hell
He said Skoal and Dodge and Belvedere had found new men to adore
But we don't ride 'em anymore

Hey, and we don't ride 'em like we used ride 'em to a standstill
Wear the silver buckle high point award
Hey, and we don't ride 'em like we used ride 'em all the time
And now we don't ride 'em anymore

Listen close to the bull riders ropes as they resin up for war
And pay some close attention to the muses at your door
Listen close and listen well and absorb it to your core
'Cause one day you won't hear those sounds no more

Hey, and we don't ride 'em like we used ride 'em to a standstill
Wear the silver buckle high point award
Hey, and we don't ride 'em like we used ride 'em all the time
And now we don't ride 'em anymore

The wind still blows the dust across the exhibition grounds
The chute still creaks and moans and echoes saddle broncing sounds
The horses all wound up the same as the ones that came before
But we don't ride 'em anymore

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