

ATS Cowboy Up, Justin Broussard on the line
Leaving work with the storm clouds behind Bush hogging fields and levee
roads Long ways from home with a heavy load
Thunder rolls and the lightning shines Raking hay through the hard night
sky
I'm heading home, but I'm leaving
soon Past the dark clouds and the harvest moon From the rodeo
road to the porch light glow Carrying memories wherever I go ATS
Cowboy Up, let that old truck roam
Long ways out,
but I'm heading home
Mowing the yard when the rain comes down Mud on the tires
outside this town Work keeps calling,
but my heart knows Some roads change and some goodbyes close
Thunder rolls and the lightning shines I see his face in the
passing lights
My grandpaw passed, and I saw him one last time I held
that moment like a county line Never hear his voice calling me
again But his memory rides where the long roads bend
I'm heading home, but I'm leaving soon Past the dark clouds and
the harvest moon From the rodeo road to the porch light glow
Carrying grandpaw wherever I go ATS Cowboy Up,
let that old truck roam I may be gone long,
but his love leads me home