Chris Ledoux Rodeo Trails Lyrics

Rodeo Trails Lyrics

You made a few bucks in 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 your feeling much better



Your 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 San Anton



Get out while you can...



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



The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife