Well, it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud
It's the ropes and the reins and the joy and the pain
Like he wants his rodeo
And she'd give half of Texas
It's spurs and latigo
He'll win the next go 'round
And she knows he's gonna go
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
When his love comes to call
It's spurs and latigo
He'll win the next go 'round
It's the ropes and the reins and the joy and the pain
He'll win the next go 'round
This dream they call rodeo
She does her best to hold him
But his need for it controls him
And they call the thing rodeo
It's the broncs and the blood, it's the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love's in Tulsa
It's the white in his knuckles, the gold in the buckle
And he'll sell off everything he owns
It's the white in his knuckles, the gold in the buckle
It's that damned old rodeo
And they call the thing rodeo
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
Is all he'll have to show
Well, it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud
It's the white in his knuckles, the gold in the buckle
Just to pay to play her game
And it's, "So long girl, I'll see you"
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
Well, it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud
It'll drive a cowboy crazy
When it's time for him to go
Well, it ain't no woman, flesh and blood
It's spurs and latigo
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
You know the woman wants her cowboy
And a broken home and some broken bones
For all the years that he spent chasin'
It's the ropes and the reins and the joy and the pain
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
And her back's against the wall
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It'll drive the man insane
