His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she'd give half of Texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his loves in Tulsa
And she knows he's gonna go
Well, it aint no woman flesh and blood
It's that danged old Rodeo
Well, it's the bulls and the blood
It's the dust and the mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
he'll win the next go'round
It's the boots and the chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the rains
The joy and the pain
And they call the thing Rodeo
She does her best to hold him
Whe his love comes to call
But his need for it controls him
And her backs against the wall
And it's "So long girl, I'll see ya"
When it's time for him to go
You know a woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his Rodeo
Well, it's the bulls and the blood
It's the dust and the mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
he'll win the next go'round
It's the boots and the chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the rains
The joy and the pain
And they call the thing Rodeo
It'll drive a cowboy crazy
It'll drive a man insane
And he'll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken heart and some broken bones
Is all he'll have to show
For the years he's spent chasin'
This dream they call Rodeo
Well, it's the bulls and the blood
It's the dust and the mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
he'll win the next go'round
It's the boots and the chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the rains
The joy and the pain
And they call the thing Rodeo
It's the Broncs and the blood
It's the steers and the mud
And the call the thing Rodeo
As sung by...
Garth Brooks
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