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Text: Randy Travis. Don't Ever Sell Your Saddle.

Daddy shoulda been a preacher man
'Cause everybody loved to hear him speak
He didn't always follow his own advice
But we got a sermon every week

He'd say, "Trouble always starts as fun
And broken hearts will always mend
Tough times don't last, tough people do
And nothing breaks if it can bend"

"Don't ever sell your saddle
Never owe another man
Watch where you spit on a windy day
Don't use words you don't understand"

"Find the Lord before you need Him
And never lose your pride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride"

Daddy never ran from anything
Always took his share of the blame
Had a heart big enough to fill a valley up
But hard enough to stop a train

He said, "Only fight when you have to
Because there's always a faster gun
And you'll know a hero from a coward
When you see which way they run"

"Don't ever sell your saddle
Never owe another man
Watch where you spit on a windy day
Don't use words you don't understand"

"Find the Lord before you need Him
And never lose your pride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride"

Daddy left me his old saddle
The day that he passed on
And these words are etched into my mind
Just like they were in stone

"Don't ever sell your saddle
Never owe another man
Watch where you spit on a windy day
Don't use words you don't understand"

"Find the Lord before you need Him
And never lose your pride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride
Don't ever sell your saddle
'Cause life's a long, long ride"

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