still wet behind the ears
But he could ride and he could
roam way beyond his years
Daddy, can I ride with you
His daddy was a mighty man,
You've got a lot to learn
You'll get your chance to be top hand
But you'll have to wait your turn
Cause the trail goes on forever
And the days get mighty long
If a northern stock's too blowin'
It can chill you to the bone
And there's rivers and there's rustlers
And you've got to understand
It takes more than just a
Against his daddy's wishes,
There were two weeks out of
He was ridin' a drag one night
When an order started blowin'
The snow was fallin' faster now
The cold wind took his breath
He knew the end was coming soon,
he was sure to freeze to death
Went out of the blinding whiteness,
rode a tall and mighty man
He said, son, I was just passing through,
thought you could use a hand
Cause the trail goes on forever and
When that old north wind starts a blowin'
it can chew you to the bones
And so the top hand always has to
And I knew you were a cowboy,
now I know that you're a man
I knew you were a cowboy, son,