Lyrics

Rodeo is the life we know
Being a cowboy is how we Know the R-O-D-E-O

Broncos and spurs with a hand In the air horses and bulls Are Bucking everywhere

A long heat of three
Dust kickin on those old school Chaps shooting that whiskey Makes The pain from coming Back

From the Saddle to bareback
Onto the bulls hopefully your Body will make it through

Gold buckles and Stetson hats Riding steers can you imagine That

Winning gets a pot of gold
Losing you'll be mending those Broken bones

Weekend Rodeo is all we know Bucking broncos and spurs Just Let 'em go

A tight grip and a hand in the air Bucking your body flailing Everywhere ripped jeans and Dusty chaps

Shooting whiskey gives you the Courage to come back

In the days heat of three Saddles To bareback then onto The bulls

Bulls are the meanest and Challenging of all 2000 Pounds And eyes of rage Killing You is Just another day

A shot of cowboy courage to Help carry you through Hold on Tight is all you can do

A few will last most will fall
Hoping those clowns are there To protect them all

The end is here the day was Long Memories will last but the
Pain will never pass

A cowboys life is hard and true
Crafting a dream not many can Do

Gold buckles and Stetson hats Riding steers can you imagine That Winning gets a pot of gold
Losing you'll be mending those Broken bones

My Love of the R-O-D-E-O
Is the Pain of the Rodeo
That loves only me
And for all to see