Roped him in like I was a cowboy

Looked at him, said, "I gotcha now, boy"

And that first night was like nothing I'd ever known

He had a heart as wild as horses

Said, "Boy, you gotta make a choice"

And he chose me over that ole rodeo

But sometimes I still see it in his eyes

When he talks about that life he left behind

If things go south

He'll probably go out west

Strap on them spurs, kick up that dirt, zip up that vest

It's in his blood to saddle up against the wind

If things go south, I'll find a way somehow

To get to him

He ain't used to crowded places

He's more at home in opеn spaces

So I've faced thе fact that one day he might run

And I pray it don't, but if that day should come

If things go south

He'll probably go out west

Strap on them spurs, kick up that dirt, zip up that vest

It's in his blood to saddle up against the wind

If things go south, I'll find a way somehow

To get to him

The way he got to me

And anywhere he goes

Is where I gotta be

If things go south

He'll probably go out west

Strap on them spurs, kick up that dirt, zip up that vest

It's in his blood to saddle up against the wind

If things go south, I'll find a way somehow

To get to him

If things go south, I'd leave right now

To get to him