Joad'e The Rodeo Clawn Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about Joade the rodeo clown 

This happy feller keep the cowboys together after they hit the ground 

He once was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider and all around hell of a hand 

But a bull got him down away from the clown he lived but not ride again 

But rodeo was burned deep in his soul and his heart just wouldn't let go 

He didn't want cowboys hooked by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show 

With grease paint and red nose and baggy old clothes 

His track shoes barreled and bloomed 

He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us hard ridin' fools 

I was down in the well and hung in my rope in a show in old west Texas town 

The man who saved me from chain and hells was Joade the rodeo clown 

The bull gored old Joade with his terrible old horns 

Then stomped and mauled him around 

One of my buddies dragged me away but Joade lay dead on the ground 

The preacher they found for the funeral well he didn't have a whole lot to say 

He didn't know Joade or about rodeo life so all he could do was to pray 

There's many a cowboy that owes him his life and the children all loved him too 

There were lines on his face and each one was a trace 

Of the laughter the miles and the blues 

So barkeep get with it and set em up again I'm buyin' this next round 

And if there's any man here who can't drink to old Joade 

Then he better just get the hell out