Chris Ledoux Ten Seconds In The Saddle

Well I’ll gladly take ten seconds in the saddle

For a lifetime of watching from the stands

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

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 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