Tommy Barrett

My name is Tommy Waylon Barrett

And I'm the point man for the brand

I can rope and ride and break the Broncs

Some call me the top-hand

I own this pony and this rifle

This saddle was my Dad's

And everything I've ever owned fits in these saddlebags

As I drag black calves to the fire

My heart's full of desire

For a brown-eyed rancher's daughter

Who's gone and stole my heart

And I got miles and miles of fence to ride

Through those canyons where those coyotes hide

I'll be all night checking heifers till those babies hit the ground

And it's so damn cold, and I'm saddle sore

And I've rode till I can't ride no more

And now I lie here on my bedroll and count the stars and dream of you

Carlos Diego was a bandit, he rode the southern plains

He'd rustle through the yearlings and rob the Pacific trains

He stole horses, gold, and women

And he killed a hundred men

The problem with the devil is he has no fear of sin

And I got miles and miles of fence to ride

Through those canyons where those coyotes hide

I'll be all night checking heifers till those babies hit the ground

And it's so damn cold, and I'm saddle sore

And I've rode till I can't ride no more

And now I lie here on my bedroll and count the stars and dream of you

Carlos Diego stole my lady

He was headed southern-bound

So I borrowed me a pistol

And rode towards that border town

We met on Main Street right at midday

While the sun was burnin' bright

Both my hands were trembling

This was my first gunfight

Then the bullets rained like thunder

And the smoke, it filled the sky

I whispered to my angel, "You're safe now, girl, don't cry"

'Cause I got miles and miles of fence to ride

Through those canyons where those coyotes hide

I'll be all night checking heifers till those babies hit the ground

And it's so damn cold, and I'm saddle sore

And I've rode till I can't ride no more

And now I lie here on my bedroll and count the stars and dream of you

Now I lay here on my bedroll and count the stars and dream of you