Rodeo Life

I suppose, there's a better way to make a livin'

To make money so I could live in luxury

But the life behind a desk in a building

Would be like a prison sentence to me

My manners are not refined or even polished

And my speech it may be crude to most you see

I guess that I was just born a dreamer

But in my life I relish pride and being free

My clothes are high heeled boots and a big hat

And the buckle on my belt I wear with pride

You might even find a snuff can in the pocket

of these old wore out faded blue Levi's

Well I'm a cowboy

On the rodeo circuit

And when it's time to ride Well I bear down and try

But when I play I go to some ol' crowded bar room

And get drunk and wild along with the other guys

Well I know it can't go on like this forever

And I maybe a fool just runnin' wild through life

But it's my life and I'll live it to the fullest

And I can look back and say that it was right

And some day when my rovin' days are finally all over

Well I can picture a little home down beside a stream

And with a son and his mother sittin' by me and with love

I'll help him to strive to reach his dream.

Good Cowgirls keep their calves together