There’s something timeless about a good western tale — the kind that speaks of dusty roads, quiet strength, and the silent heroes who come and go without fanfare. That spirit lives on in Ned LeDoux’s powerful ballad, “Story of the Hired Hand.”
For those familiar with the legacy of Chris LeDoux, Ned’s late father and a rodeo champion turned country music legend, the torch has clearly been passed on with grace and grit. Ned LeDoux doesn’t just borrow from tradition — he lives it. And in “Story of the Hired Hand,” he proves that the old-fashioned values of loyalty, work ethic, and quiet dignity are far from forgotten.
The song feels like a short film in audio form. From the first verse, we’re invited into the world of a weathered rancher who takes in a mysterious man seeking work. The lyrics are simple, yet poetic — a reminder that some of the most profound stories are told with plain words and steady voices. There’s no need for overproduction or showy vocals here; Ned’s voice carries the weight of the story just as a trusted saddle horse carries a rider across the plains.
At its heart, “Story of the Hired Hand” is a reflection on trust — how it’s earned, how it’s sometimes betrayed, and how it lingers in the form of memories and lessons. The hired hand in question doesn’t speak much, but his actions unfold like pages in a well-worn book. We never learn everything about him, and that’s precisely the point: some men live their lives in silence, letting their deeds speak louder than their words.
Listeners who grew up on the storytelling tradition of Johnny Cash, Merle Haggard, or even Don Williams, will find something familiar — and deeply satisfying — in Ned LeDoux’s approach. It’s country music the way it used to be: grounded, honest, and wrapped in the quiet ache of things left unsaid.
For anyone who still believes that a song can tell a story worth hearing, “Story of the Hired Hand” deserves a careful, uninterrupted listen — maybe with a cup of coffee in hand, and a few minutes to let the old soul in you nod in recognition.
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Lyrics
Well, he drives a beat up duelly truck, that’s seen it’s better days
Nearly every mile he’s put on that rig, hauled at least a bale of hay
His hands are worn and tattered, knees are shot his back is sore
From the years of busting horses and time spent in the rodeo
Now he’s tender to his caring wife, playful with his kids
Does his best to do what’s right, simple life to live
He’s had his share of hard times but the good outweighs the bad
The lines on his face tell the history, of the life he’s had
This ranch well it ain’t his, he’s just the man for hire
When the job called for an expert, a cowboy’s what they require
Started here as a young man, stacking hay and stretching barb wire
The boss could tell from the get-go, he’s the man for hire
No man I know is stronger, to this life he was born
Given not much to work with, as he shoulders through the storm
The world owes him no favors, he rarely asks for help
He’ll blaze his own trail, along the way he’ll figure it out
Now this ranch well it ain’t his, he’s just the man for hire
When the job calls for an expert, cowboy’s what they require
Started here as a young man, stacking hay and stretching barb wire
Boss could tell from the get-go, he’s the man for hire
Now he’d like to know what’s over the hill, he’s got things to do
If you see him standing still, he’s just thinking it all through
Paints a pretty good picture, of the hard-working man
The way of life for a cowboy, story of a hired hand
Now this ranch well it ain’t his, he’s just the man for hire
When the job calls for an expert, cowboy’s what they require
Started here as a young man, stacking hay and stretching barb wire
The boss could tell from the get-go, he’s the man for hire
Now there’s a silhouette of him on horseback, set in picture frames
Hanging on walls in cafes, no one knows his name