I'll drink a cold one with you and laugh the night away
'Cause I ride hard when I'm working and I work hard when I play
But any misconception oughta stop before it starts
I'll be leaving in the morning, girl
I break horses not hearts

I've broken records in the roundup, where I've broke a bone or two
But I won't ride away tomorrow and leave a broken heart with you
Tonight can't last forever, soon I'll be long gone from these parts
You won't hate me when it's over
I break horses not hearts

Your smile is so inviting and you're tender to a touch
And you're walking on the edge 'cause you're tempting me too much
When your home is in the saddle, boots don't fit beneath the bed
So when the sun comes up tomorrow, I'll be riding on instead

I've broken records in the roundup ...
You won't hate me when it's over
I break horses not hearts
I break horses not hearts