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Garth Brooks lyrics : "Rodeo"

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 love's in Tulsa
And she knows he's gonna go

Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood
It's that damned old rodeo


Well it's bulls and blood
It's dust and 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 boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo

It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo


She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call

But his need for it controls him
And her back's against the wall
And it's So long girl I'll see you

When it's time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo


Well it's bulls and blood
It's dust and 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 boots and chaps
It's cowboy hats

It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain

And they call the thing rodeo

It'll drive a cowboy crazy

It'll drive the man insane
And he'll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game

And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he'll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin'

This dream they call rodeo

Well it's bulls and blood

It's dust and 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 boots and chaps

It's cowboy hats
It's spurs and latigo
It's the ropes and the reins

And 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 they call the thing rodeo

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