Ian Tyson Barrel Racing Angel
In the Arizona sunlight In the Colorado moonlight When
she gets there it's gonna feel alright Now she's
feeling so tired She got her big bay horse The one she
calls the Rolling Sun The hard running faithful one Out
in front of all the rest She's a barrel racing angel
Out there somewhere in the west Well I wish you
could've seen them At the short go in Cheyenne Old
Sunny's rolling like a thunderstorm Fast as lightning
on the plain Now they're tired and sore But they gotta
go some more On the road to Las Vegas There is no place
to rest She's a barrel racing angel Out there somewhere
in the west
Cowgirls are special when they follow their dreams
Every race is a brand new start Some are running for
the sake of running Some are running from a broken
heart Just one thing you gotta know You can't hold
her, you gotta let her go You can't catch a silhouette
She's like ice, she's like fire They're gonna fly as
one She and Rolling Sun Out among the stars Ahead of
all the rest She's a barrel racing angel Out there
somewhere in the west She's a barrel racing angel Out
there somewhere in the west
