Keeping Tradition

Hands on the wheel, Tired and worn and the tank is low.

Another 400 miles to go until we get to the show

Saddles and riggin bags in the trunk and hats on the dash

Praying for good fortune and good horses because we need cash

My car is old, my wallet is empty but I’m living the dream

We don’t need bright lights, big crowds or good conditions,

Feather footed horses and Devine forces,

Saddles, riggins, ropes and ranes.

This is all we need to keep our western traditions

Finally we make our way behind the buckin shoots

Diggin through our riggin bags for our chaps and boots

Warm up my swells before I go to the office to get the draw

Hoping for a good bucker that ducks his head

Big jumpers belly rollers I ride em all until I am dead

We don’t need bright lights, big crowds or good conditions,

Feather footed horses and Devine forces,

Saddles, riggins, ropes and ranes.

This is all we need to keep our western traditions

national anthem, say a prayer then we buck em

Suck your saddle down tight and climb on and settle

heart is racing there’s no turning back so hit the peddle

Nod your head and send em above the shoulders and hold em

Hold for two before you pull em gotta have quick feet to beat em

We don’t need bright lights, big crowds or good conditions,

Feather footed horses and Devine forces,

Saddles, riggins, ropes and ranes.

This is all we need to keep our western traditions

Raking fur and lifting hard set em in and drag em out

Kicking over his head and ducking he’s a true bucker no doubt

The buzzer sounds I look to the ground I jerk my feet and let go

I stick the landing and throw my hat because I stole the show.

Time to do it again boys now we move on to the short go.

We don’t need bright lights, big crowds or good conditions,

Feather footed horses and Devine forces,

Saddles, riggins, ropes and ranes.

This is all we need to keep our western traditions

We’re rough around the edges and not easy to love

But we are tough and have grit because of God above

Our banks are starving and we have terrible credit

But we have our freedom and our families get it

Even tired and sore we don’t quit because we’re cowboy to the core

We don’t need bright lights, big crowds or good conditions,

Feather footed horses and Devine forces,

Saddles, riggins, ropes and ranes.

This is all we need to keep our western traditions