Boots spurs and a pearl handle cap pistol and a
gold mine that dug in the sand I rode the fence
line in her backyard each day on a stick horse I
called old Dan One day my mama she called me aside
and said you can't be fourteen again There's not
enough gold in your lost canyon mine to keep you
from being a man You're a little too old to play
cowboy well its high time you made a change So
kick off your boots and bed down your horse Cause
there ain't no home on the range

A wife a son and a job at the factory but that
never was really me So we loaded up our old pickup
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picked me up off the ground at the Cheyenne
Frontier rodeo That was the start of breakin' her
heart she said you'd think a grown man would know
You're a little too old...

Bologna and beans were within our means and a
hamburger once in a while A new pair of jeans is
the answer to dreams when you live in rodeo style
One day my boy said I don't want toys just a
friend would satisfy me And I knew right then I'd
come to the end when the tears in his eyes said to
me You're a little too old...