He spent his days with horses
And his nights with Rosalee
He spent his pay on whiskey
That was made in TennesseeAs I was growing up
He spent a lot of time with me
When I'd ask him about women
He'd just grinHe said, "Son I know horses
Like the back of my hand"He said, "Some were born to run
Some will stomp, you just for fun
And some have got the devil
In their eyes"
"There's some that you can trust
Some will leave you in the dust
And the wild ones will shake you up inside
But you'll always remember the ride"Like him I rode some horses
Some were fast and some were slow
I've known my share of women
I've seen 'em come, I've seen 'em goThe horses I could handle but the womens got me thrown
Now I smile when I remember that old man
Because he knew more than horses
Like the back of his handHe said, "Some were born to run
Some will stomp you just for fun
And some have got the devil
In their eyes"
"There's some that you can trust
Some will leave you in the dust
And the wild ones will shake you up inside
But you'll always remember the ride"He said, "Some were born to run
Some will stomp you just for fun
And some have got the devil
In their eyes""There's some that you can trust
Some will leave you in the dust
And the wild ones will shake you up inside
But you'll always remember the ride
Yeah, you'll always remember the ride"
