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