Braided rope saddle soap rosin for his riggin'

A young man dreams of growing up to ride

Buckin' broncs Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'

Cause that cowboy well he’s still too young to ride

Leather chaps a big white hat silver spurs that glisten

Growin' up takes such a long long time

And he could ride the rankest bronc if only they would listen

How that cowboy's dreams sound a lot like mine

Dream on cowboy your trophy buckles're waitin'

You got the world by the reins and you've got time on your side

Dream on cowboy there's not a thing in your way now

So don't wait 'til it's too late to saddle your dreams and ride

[ guitar ]

The time has past and looking back the rodeo has ended

The cowboys and the fans have all gone home

But broken hearts and broken bones and time will all be mended

But the mem'ries of this cowboy’s life live on

Dream on cowboy...