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