Song Length |
3:49 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
I missed the birth of our first child, on the road, runnin' wild,
Chasin' gold at every weekend rodeo.
Though my heart was with the ones, back at home, that I loved,
I'd sold my soul like every cowboy I had known.
Been busted up so many times, and seen the sadness in her eyes,
When I come home to mend, so soon she knows I'll leave.
She's been down this road before, she can't take it anymore.
That I'd lay down my reins she still can't quite believe.
Broken bones, broken dreams, a broken heart, now I see,
This life for her is one of misery and tears.
Now it's time to saddle down, lay my spurs upon the ground,
Rebuild the bridges I have burned throughout the years.
I told myself there'd come a day, when I could turn and walk away,
Stubborn pride had left me far too slow to learn.
Old belt buckles on the wall, lookin' back I'd trade 'em all,
To light the fire of love 'til now that left me burned.
Broken bones, broken dreams, a broken heart, now I see,
Promises just empty words throughout the years.
Now it's time to saddle down, lay my spurs upon the ground,
And put an end to my sweet baby's trail of tears.
And put an end to my sweet baby's trail of tears.