Who was once a bull-hookin' son of a gun?
Now who keeps a pike hid out behind chute number one?
Who was ridin' high till a pretty girl rode him to the ground?
Any kid who knows where to find me, I'm barely the road to your clown.
In the ridin' and the ropin', I was criin' in on number one.
Now in dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle I never won.
Since she left me in the whiskey, takes me to the rodeo grounds.
Where the cowboys think I'm handy, I'm badly the road to your clown.
And I could ride them 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 melt my petty smile into a frown.
I cried thanks I'm a dandy, I'm badly the road to your clown.
And I could ride them 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 melt my petty smile into a frown.


I'm Dandy the Rodeo Clown