[Verse 1]
He was raised on the broken plains, a bull rider in a high school football town
Beat up boots and wrangler jeans, an old hat that he wore like a crown
Thought he was bulletproof and ten feet tall, raising all kinds of holy hell
Well, life and rodeo were dancing toe to toe, that cold march night he fell
[Chorus]
Down goes the cowboy, but he won't stay there long
Some people said, he'll wind up dead, he can't be that strong
Well he does what he does, because its in his blood and way out of his hands
Down goes the cowboy, but he'll get back up again
[Verse 2]
He drew a bronc, named Little Joe, lucky number 13
And after 4 jumps, Joe rocked forward, and cowboy shifted back with his feet
Then he hit head first, in the Wyoming dirt, stared up at the sky on his back
Then Merritt ran over, said are you alright? as his voice started to crack...
And we said..
[Chorus]
The doctor said to walk again, boy you don't stand a chance
But doc didn't know who cowboy was, and he and God had different plans
[Chorus]
Down goes the cowboy... he's gonna ride again