Lyrics:

There's work up north in the summertime
Punchin' cattle and fencin' the sky
50 bucks a day and a place to hide
Pitchin' 80-pound bales when the hay is ripe
And a hot-blooded horse is the kind I like
I love you, pretty baby
But I got to ride
Well, ride on
My baby says she loves me, but I'm all but gone
A horse never chose the legs he's on, mm-hm
Neither did I
Damn, the horse flies

Pistons fire and the tractor roars
Ain't nothing like working for a good employer
Save a little money
Spend a little more
I ran over my dog, and he almost died
I took him to the house and locked him inside
Stayed up all night
Sad and cried
Well, ride on
My baby says she loves me, but I'm all but gone
A horse never chose the legs he's on, mm-hm
Neither did I
Damn, the horse flies

Well, I want to go places that I never saw
I want to feel winter, spring, summer, and fall
Goodbye, pretty baby, don't you stall