Galloping Through the Fields

Galloping through the fields, the sun sets low,

Dust clouds rise as the cool winds blow.

With my best friend by my side, and horses in stride,

This country girl’s heart is free, I’m ready to ride.

Waking up with the dawn and the roosters’ crow,

In my denim boots, I’m ready to go.

Tending crops in the morning light,

With a lasso in hand, I’m feeling alright.

Underneath the big sky, dreams fly high,

With my horses racing, we’ll touch the sky.

Every twist and turn, every leap of faith,

In the rodeo arena, that’s my place.

Oh, galloping through the fields, I’m finding my way,

Where the heart meets the earth, under the sun's warm rays.

With my best friend beside, and the wind in our hair,

In this country life, there’s magic everywhere.

Evening light sets the world aglow,

Riding our horses, it’s a rodeo show.

Laughing and racing till the stars appear,

With every cheer from the crowd, I feel no fear.

Underneath the big sky, dreams fly high,

With my horses racing, we’ll touch the sky.

Every twist and turn, every wild, fast-paced ride,

The heart of my country, it’s where I abide.

Oh, galloping through the fields, I’m finding my way,

Where the heart meets the earth, under the sun's warm rays.

With my best friend beside, and the wind in our hair,

In this country life, there’s magic everywhere.

Night falls gently as we gather 'round,

With stories and laughter, it’s love that we’ve found.

In the glow of the campfire, our hearts intertwine,

With dreams in our pockets, the world will be fine.

So here’s to the fields, to the horses we ride,

To the sunsets that paint the horizon wide.

With my best friend beside, through thick and thin,

In this country girl’s heart, the adventure begins.