Atop a horse that wins it all.
When they're on top, they can't be stopped.
Whenever they get the call.
It's easy to be a winner.
When all they do is win.
Their runs are fast, they bring home cash.
Do it over and over again.
It's easy to be a winner.
If obsessed with winning, you are.
But when times get tough, and the going gets rough.
You'll find out if you are up to par.
It's easy to be a winner.
But be wary of being on top.
Winning is fleeting, and like a heart beating.
Both will eventually stop.
It's easy to be a winner.
Seen it time and time again.
It was never the horse. It was me, of course.
I don't need that horse to win.
It's easy to be a winner.
On to the next prospect they go.
How hard can it be? They're ridden by me.
I'm the winner, don't they know?
It's easy to be a winner.
Until all they do is lose.
This is now hard. And they don't get far.
In settles the post-winner blues.
It's easy to be a winner.
When you ride a barrel horse that's strong.
But aware you must be, to be able to see,
It was always the horse all along.
It's easy to be a winner.
When you finally see it connect.
It was actually the horse, who was the winning force.
Now so easy to see in retrospect.
It's easy to be a winner.
When your perspective is finally clear.
Priorities straight. You recognize great.
And why those horses are here.
It's easy to be a winner.
When you learn from every one you ride.
The slow. The quick. The sweethearts. The pricks.
In all of them, you take pride.
It's easy to be a winner.
When God finally grants you the one.
Because of your past, you remember the last.
And how few and far between they come.
It's easy to be a winner.
But humble and grateful you must stay.
Yes, you win money. But isn't it funny?
How quickly it can be taken away.
It's easy to be a winner.
Keep in mind, it's only for a short spell.
Until they're called home, to Heaven's pastures to roam.
And all you have is memories to tell.
It's easy to be a winner.
When next to you, they stand tall.
Here they are. They are the Star.
It's all about them, and not you at all.
-Tobi Richardson, 2018
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