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Alex Bevan - Rodeo Rider lyrics
He was born in the city He taught high school history But his thoughts they just drift to the past Stories of yesterday, tales of the western way Slowly grew wings with his plans 'Til he left that brick prison that some folks call school With a second-hand pack and a sign Working the carnivals, tent shows and gamling halls He blew it all to get high And he's a high hand with the ladies And a hell-raiser, too He lives in the world that he most wanted to Chorus Oh, he wanted to be a rodeo rider Silver-trimmed saddles, they shine for the crowd He'll end up his days riding fence in Montana On the high ground his dreamin' gets done He sings: oh, my my Oh, my my And year after year he'd go and follow the spurs and rope a moth 'round a candle flame light Year after year he'd go follow that rodeo And soon he'll be too old to ride Twelve years out of college he got nothing to show The paper just hangs on the wall Chorus Last year in Santa Fe, he picked up his final pay and left everything 'cept his pride Dusted old crews and spent old bones too tired to mend Dumped in the lights of his eyes He and his lady they gonna move to Montan Build them a home on a big sky ranch Chorus |
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