Rodeo Trails Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

You made a few bucks at a show down in Texas 

You rode the train north, threw the sand and the sage 

It took all you had to make entry in Denver 

A cheap hotel room like a cat in a cage 

But you hit a good lick when you won the bull doggin' 

Marked eighty points on that old Brahma bull 

The entry fees high up in Utah they tell me 

But your going there with a back pocket full 

Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it 

Some ornerya old broncs gonna lame you for life 

It got in your blood so you just gotta do it 

The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife 

You drew an old nag that looked easy in Utah 

But he had a temper as bad as his looks 

His high divin' twist was the worst ever you saw 

But all that you took was one for the book 

Now ten days have past you're feeling much better 

The bad leg still hurts but your thinkin' bout home 

You use your last buck to mail her a letter 

Says honey my last one is in Old San Anton 

Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it 

Some ornerya old broncs gonna lame you for life 

It got in your blood so you just gotta do it 

The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife 

Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it 

The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife