Who was once a bell hookin' son of a gun Now who keeps a pint laid out behind suit
number one Who was ridin' high till a pretty girl rode
him to the ground And a kid knows where to find me
I'm Bandy the rodeo clown And ridin' and a-ropin' I was closin' in
on number one I dreams at night I ride on that silver satellite
number one Since he left me the whiskey he takes me
to the rodeo ground Well the cowboys think I'm handy
I'm Bandy the rodeo clown I could ride a moped, bells and a bronze
Newhouse boss The ride that woman took me on broke a whole
lot more than this old cowboy's bones Well the tears on my makeup melt my painted
smile into a frown The crowd thinks I'm a dandy
I'm Bandy the rodeo clown I could ride a moped, bells and a bronze
Newhouse boss The ride that woman took me on broke a whole
lot more than this old cowboy's bones Well the tears on my makeup melt my painted
smile into a frown The crowd thinks I'm a dandy
I'm Bandy the rodeo clown