Spurs and Cigarettes

(woo!) Got my spurs on tight and a Stetson on my head

Dusty trail ahead but I'm skipping past the dread

No map in my hand just a compass in my mind Leaving

all those heavy troubles far behind

(haw-yee!) Let the road roll out under wild blue skies Got that

spark in my steps and a grin in my eyes (yeah!)

Ride out, ride free,

let the wild wind blow!

We got a whole lot of trail and nowhere to go!

Stomp your boots on the wood,

raise a glass to the sun Yeah,

the open road has only just begun!

(oh yeah!)

Well the horse knows the way,

we don't need no light

Underneath the big stars burning gold and bright Just some old-school luck

and a pocketful of songs Singing loud and proud where the heart

belongs

Ride out, ride free,

let the wild wind blow!

We got a whole lot of trail and nowhere to go!

Stomp your boots on the wood,

raise a glass to the sun Yeah,

the open road has only just begun! (woo-hoo!)

Stomp your boots!

(stomp, stomp) Ride it out! (hahaha)