The Wild Bunch Follow

At the rodeos across the land
They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy
They're still tough rodeo hands

Well, their age may be showing and their gray hairs a growing
And they ought to be a packing it in, but there's Broncs to be rode
And steers to be throwed and the wild bunch is riding again
The wild bunch is riding again

Yeah, they may be getting gray and they may be getting old
And the years and the miles have taken their toll
And the old arthritis is a setting in, but the wild bunch is riding again
The wild bunch is riding again

They ain't getting any younger but they still got a hunger
For the glory and a chance to win
Though their hides getting wrinkled and their body's all crinkled
They're as wild as they've ever been

They know they ought to hang it up but Lord it's mighty tough
Just to leave it all in yesterday, they're gonna keep on a riding
Gonna keep on trying oh, they ain't gonna fade away
They ain't gonna fade away

Yeah, they may be getting gray and they may be getting old
And the years and the miles have taken their toll
And the old arthritis is a setting in, but the wild bunch is riding again
The wild bunch is riding again

Yeah, they may be getting gray and they may be getting old
And the years and the miles have taken their toll
And the old arthritis is a setting in, but the wild bunch is riding again
The wild bunch is riding again, the wild bunch is riding again

At the rodeos across the land
They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy