作词 : Smith
Well I'll gladly take ten seconds in the saddle 
For a lifetime of watching from the stands [ guitar ] 
His Stetson was faded and battered and worn 
The stubble of his beard showed flex of gray 
His limp was severe cause a leg had been torn by a bronc in his rodeo days 
He hung round the chutes while we waited to mount 
With a vague look of longing in his eyes 
He spoke very few words but he made 'em count 
He was broken forgotten but wise 
He said life's is just like ridin' broncs its a battle 
Then he rolled a cigarette with shaky hands 
Son I'll gladly take ten seconds in the saddle 
For a lifetime of watching from the stands [ guitar ] 
I noticed the cigarette burns on his vest 
And the rembrandt of a dream left in his eyes 
The boys said he could have well been the best 
Had not fate cheated him of his prize 
Oh but I learned a lesson that 
I'd never known 
From this guy who'd been busted so bad 
It's better to ride even if you get throwed 
Than to wind up just wishing you had 
He said life's is just like... 
Yes I'll gladly take ten seconds in the saddle 
For a lifetime of watching from the stands