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.
White shirts and neckties the way that my check flies. Are part of what's wrong with my soul. Risin' expenses and all kinds of fences keep me from where I'd like to go.
I walked behind the chute, strapped my spurs to my boots. At that Big Rodeo in Cheyenne. Feelin' tired and sore for a ride the day before. And a thousand other rides since I began.
The walls that surround me in this room I call my well of loneliness. Keep whispering your name with the voices hauntin' as your soft arrays. And since you've gone away I get lonelier each day.
Sometimes this old road. Gets so damn lonesome away from home. Ain't no way in sight, head on back. . Nobody knows the way it feels. Suffer through this living hell.
There's a big bright moon above and the night's just made for love. Baby I'm ready if you're willing. Well that twinkle in your eye is a darin' me to try baby I'm ready if you're willing.
I'm country. Well there's a little word and it fits me to a t. I don't know how you spell it but it's country and that's me.. I laugh when I'm happy and cry when I'm blue.
Stoke up the fire mom bake me a pie stick a big chicken in the skillet to fry. Bake me some biscuits a chocolate cake too I'm comin' home mom home to see you.
Down on your luck lookin' for an answer. Why does love keep slippin' away. You want somebody that you can count. Oh, well girl this is your lucky day.
Darling, I need my freedom. I've been my own man so far. I never felt so free 'til. I got wrapped up in your arms. . I know the heartaches. Love can sometimes put you through.
I ride an old paint I lead an old Dan. I'm off to Montan' for to throw the hooley ann. They feed in the coulees they water in the draw. Their tails're all matted their backs're all raw.
We'll I've been up and I've been down I've been over and I've been around. I've been in and I've been out I've had some thinks to shout about. But I know I won't strike out if I got you.
Cowboys ain't never got no money their wild and livin' in a different world. They only care about their horse and saddle but a cowboy dosn't keep a steady girl.
Met a rodeo cowboy in Billings. Killing time, trading stories and beer. And asked him how he made a living. Riding broncs and bull doggin' steers. . Well, he smiled as he tipped his hat slowly.
Well a man can't spend his life in reflection,. Just thinkin' about the way things used to be.. So I'm gonna take myself a new direction,. And make myself some brand new memories..
This country's seen some hard times. Lord knows she's deep in debt. She's comin' through another depression. And for some it ain't over yet. . We've all been divided.
My home's in montana, I wear a bandana,. My spurs are silver, my horse is a bay.. And I've been a-roamin? all over wyomin?. There's plenty of work, but there ain't too much pay..
I was born in a hurry but there wasn't any place to go. Nowhere fast seemed better than nowhere slow. I never really got the hang of hanging around. .
Rollin' down a long highway, out to New Mexico. Driftin' down to Santa Fe, to ride a bull in a Rodeo. He's hooked on a feelin', addicted to a natural high.
Rollin' down a long highway, out to New Mexico. Driftin' down to Santa Fe, to ride a bull in a Rodeo. He's hooked on a feelin', addicted to a natural high.