| Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride |
| A few broken bones for a place to hide |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride. |
| When I was young used to ride the wild ones |
| They were lots of fun but they almost took my life |
| Now all I need is a simple steed |
| To take me where I need without putting up a fight. |
| Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride |
| A few broken bones for a place to hide |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride. |
| Tennessee Stud took me for a blooming bud |
| He chewed me up, spit me out just the same, oh |
| He took my words, spilled my beans in to the herd |
| Now they all look at me with courage and disdain. |
| Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride |
| A few broken bones for a place to hide |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride. |
| Little-boy Lost, he’s a real coin toss |
| And could I pay the cost of even heading for a fall? |
| Born in June, he could learn to run too soon |
| He’s a real summer’s child, with two heads about it all. |
| Learning to ride, oh, learning to ride |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride |
| A few broken bones for a place to hide |
| I get knocked down, oh |
| I get knocked down, oh |
| I get knocked down when I’m learning to ride. |