I heard you died
out in Cheyenne
With my mother's
ring on your hand
A note in your pocket
said I love you
till I die
I can hear the bulls
are coming to claim
what they've been huntin'
The son of a cowboy
can't claim
his daddy's right
And my baby
she's been cryin'
at the thought
of me dyin'
She knows there's
no stopping a man
and his foolish pride
So open the gates
I'm here to prove
I'm better
than my father was
And where he came
from too
Open the gates
I'm here to ride
To hell I go
with daddy by my side
And I ain't never
feared nothing that
was four legged and buckin'
Throw me on a hurricane
and I'll ride it
to the coast
You'll never know
that your son came
to do what you
should've done
On a summer day
a long time ago
top a bull named
To hell I go
So open the gates
I'm here to prove
I'm better
than my father was
And where he came
from too
Open the gates
I'm here to ride
To hell I go
with daddy by my side
Will I die out
in Cheyenne with
my baby there cryin'
In a belly that's been
growin' by the day
And I know that my son
will do what his father
should've done
A long long time ago
on a bull named
To hell I go
So open the gates
he's here to prove
He's better
than his father was
And where he came
from too
Open the gates
he's here to ride
To hell I go's calf
The daddy by his side