Letra de Curran's Cross

Well he grew up dreamin' of horses that bucked
And making a life of his own
Sleeping in a camper in the back of his truck
And calling the highway his home
He's a born and raised Colorado kid
And he knew that one day he'd ride
From Montana to Texas, and all states between
And a short round in Denver on a Saturday night
There's a cross on a chain dangling off of his neck
He turns to when he's down on his luck
It helps bring him closer to the good Lord above
As he searches for answers on horses that buck
Well he's seen some hard times out on the road
Like leaving his woman at home
He's turned out of rodeos and broken some bones
Being hung up and drug around old San Antone
There's a cross on a chain dangling off of his neck
He turns to when he's down on his luck
It helps bring him closer to the good Lord above
As he searches for answers on horses that buck
With one hand in the riggin' and one on the cross
He prays for his eights second rides
Baptized in rodeo and dirt as a child
He's ridin' on faith, with the Lord by his side
Well he knows one day when he's too old to ride
And the good Lord is calling his bluff
He won't have no entree fees up there in the sky
'cause he found all his answers on horses that buck
There's a cross on a chain dangling off of his neck
He turns to when he's down on his luck
It helps bring him closer to the good Lord above
As he searches for answers on horses that buck
Yes, he found all his answers on horses that buck