High Ridin’ Heroes

Daylight or midnight Red eyes and that old hat Whiskey-bent and busted flat She's a credit to her flaws She's a bad risk, but a good friend A small change and loose ends She only regrets that she might've been A little faster on the draw Those old high ridin' heroes They're anywhere the wind blows She's been to hell and Texas And she knows how it feels To be ridin' that hot streak And drunk on some backstreet Falling off the wagon And under the wheels Time was when she was queen Now the rodeo's just this old girl's dream The highs are few and far between The lows get the rest These old hard times ain't nothin' new Once you've done the best you can do You just tip your hat to the wild and blue And you ride off to the west Those old high ridin' heroes They're anywhere the wind blows She's been to hell and Texas And she knows how it feels To be ridin' that hot streak And drunk on some back street Falling off the wagon And under the wheels Those old high ridin' heroes They're anywhere the wind blows She's been to hell and Texas And she knows how it feels To be ridin' that hot streak And drunk on some back street Falling off the wagon And under the wheels