The winter winds are blowin' when we loaded that old truck
With the few things that we had and all our dreams.
With my new bride there beside me we headed down the road.
I would show her places and things she'd never seen.
First we went to Denver, Fort Worth, then San Antone.
She cheered me on at every rodeo.
But Houston finally ended, then right after San Angelo
I didn't want to tell her but she knew that we were broke.
But she never complained when the winnin's didn't come.
She just took it all in stride.
And if I rode good, or bit the dust, she was just as proud.
She was happy bein' by my side.
Then in California the baby started showin'
And all her clothes were gettin' way too small.
We couldn't spare the money to buy her any new ones.
She just wore my shirt and jeans and didn't mind at all.
And early in the mornin's well we'd wake up by the roadside.
I'd build a fire and she'd get out the eggs.
She'd cook us up some breakfast then we'd sit down there on the grass.
Lord, those were some of the best meals I guess I ever ate.
Well now those days are over, and somehow we got ahead.
That little gal I married, well she's still here with me.
We finally got the house we planned down along the stream.
And all those old hard times are just cherished memories.