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Garth Brooks - Rodeo
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His eyes are cold and restless His wounds have almost healed And shed give half of texas Just to change the way he feels She knows his loves in tulsa And she knows hes gonna go Well, it aint no woman, flesh and blood Its that damned old rodeo. (chorus) Well, its bulls and blood Its dust and mud Its the roar of a sunday crowd Its the white in his knuckles The gold in the buckle Hell win the next go round Its boots and chaps Its cowboy hats Its spurs and latigo Its 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 a man And her backs against the wall And its so long girl, Ill see you. When its time for him to go You know the woman wants her cowboy Like he wants his rodeo *chorus* Itll drive a cowboy crazy Itll drive the man insane And hell sell off everything he owns Just to pay to play her game And a broken home and some broken bones Is all hell have to show For all the years that he spent chasin This dream they call rodeo. *chorus* Well, its bulls and blood Its dust and mud Its the roar of a sunday crowd Its the white in his knuckles The gold in the buckle Hell win the next go round Its boots and chaps Its cowboy hats Its spurs and latigo Its the ropes and the reins And the joy and the pain And they call the thing rodeo. Its the broncs and the blood Its the steers and the mud And they call the thing rodeo
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