Who was once a bull-hooking son of a gun?
Now who keeps a pint hid out behind chute number one?
Who was riding high 'til a pretty girl rode him to the ground?
Any kid knows where to find me, I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
In the riding and the roping, I was closing in on number one
Now in dreams at night, I ride on that silver saddle I never won
Since she left me, the whiskey, takes me to the rodeo grounds
Where the cowboys think I'm handy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
And I could ride 'em all, the bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
But the ride that woman took me on broke a whole lot more than this old cowboy's bones
While the tears on my makeup melts my painted smile into a frown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
And I could ride 'em all, the bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
But the ride that woman took me on broke a whole lot more than this old cowboy's bones
While the tears on my makeup melts my painted smile into a frown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
