I've Got to Be a Rodeo Man

Sometimes this old road gets So damn lonesome away from home Ain't no way in sight to get on back Nobody knows the way it feels To suffer through this living hell Unless you've been on down that road yourself But don't you know I ain't really a bum I was once a clean cut mother's son And you know down deep inside, I still am But this rodeo life has got a hold on me And there is no way it can ever set me free You know I've got to be a rodeo man Skinny old dog on the rodeo grounds Scrounging, sniffing, looking around In a lot of ways, I'm just like him As I'm eating up scraps from a dinner table Ia greasy café until I'm able To ride those broncs good enough to win Yeah but don't you know I ain't really a bum I was once a clean cut mother's son And you know down deep inside, I still am But this rodeo life has got a hold on me And there is no way it can ever set me free You know I've got to be a rodeo man You know I've got to be a rodeo man That's right That's what I am