I heard you died out in Cheyenne

With my mother's ring on your hand

A note in your pocket said "I'll love you till I die"

I can hear the bulls are coming to claim that they've been hunting

The son of the cowboy came to claim his daddy's right

And my baby she's been crying at the thought of me dying

She knows theres no stopping a man and his foolish pride

So open the gates

I'm here to prove

I'm better than my father was

And where he came from, too

So open the gates

I'm here to ride

To hell I'll go

With daddy by my side

And I ain't never feared nothing

That was four-legged and bucking

Throw me on a hurricane

And I'll ride it to the coast

You'll never know that your son

Came to do what you should've done

On a summer day a long time ago

Top a bull named To Hell I Go

So open the gates

I'm here to prove

I'm better than my father was

And where he came from, too

So open the gates

I'm here to ride

To hell I'll go

With daddy by my side

Well, I died out in Cheyenne

With my baby there crying

And a belly that's been growing by the day

And I know that my son

Will do what his father should've done

A long, long time ago

On a bull named To Hell I Go

So open the gates

He’s here to prove

He’s better than his father was

And where he came from, too

So open the gates

He’s here to ride

To Hell I Go’s calf

With daddy by his side