Stole

Seven years ago you stole my heart away with the cowboy hat and the smile you made

I watched you walk those wranglers so tight you could see everything in sight

You would ride that bull as if it was nothing at all you scared the hell of me and all

To this day the tractor still goes up there plowing those rows

The cattle needs tending the horses need feed

But tonight My cowboy can rest his head knowing that everyday he works so hard to be the the symbol of Americas Heart.