Lyrics:

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 are 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

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, in time will all be mended
But the memories of this cowboy's life live on
Dream on, cowboy, your trophy buckles are 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