[Verse 1] Dust on my boots, sun on my back, Nowhere to hurry, no reason to pack. Whiskey last night, coffee at dawn, Another small town, another gone. [Verse 2] We ride for the hell of it, nothing to prove, No lawman to catch us, no home to move. Laughin’ at trouble, gun close at hand, Leaving behind both woman and land. [Chorus] Two saddles, no chains, Free as the wind on the wide-open plains. We ain't tied down, we ain't lookin' back, Our home’s on the trail and the sun in our track. Two saddles, no chains—just ridin' again. [Verse 3] Smoke from the campfire, stars overhead, No roof but the heavens to rest my head. Cards on the blanket, stories get tall, A slug of bad whiskey to settle it all. [Bridge] Some folks chase fences, build walls ‘round their life, We chase the sunset, stay clear of that strife. No preacher can bind us, no woman can tame— We ride with the coyotes, call freedom by name. [Chorus] Two saddles, no chains, Free as the wind on the wide-open plains. We ain't tied down, we ain't lookin' back, Our home’s on the trail and the sun in our track. Two saddles, no chains—just ridin' again. [Outro] So here’s to the loners, the drifters, the bold, To stories retold and friendships grown old. Two saddles, no chains—that’s how we remain.
