I want to learn to rope and ride
I want to ride o'er the plains and deserts
Out west of the Great Divide
I want to hear the coyotes howling
While the sun sets in the west
I want to be a cowboy's sweetheart
The life I love the best

I want to ride old Paint, goin' on a run
I want to feel the wind in my face
A thousand miles from all the city lights
Go at a cowhand's pace
I want to pillow my head near the sleeping herd
While the moon shines down from above
I want to strum my guitar, yodel-lay-ee-oo
That's the life I love