Who was once a bull-hookin' son of a gun?Now who keeps a pipe?Get out behind and shoot number oneJimmy D.Who was ridin' highTill a pretty girl rode him to the ground?Any kid knows where to find meI'm Bandy the rodeo clownIn the ridin' and the ropin'I was closin' in on number oneNow who keeps a pipe?Nine dreams at night I rideOn that silver saddle I never wonSince she left me the whiskeyTakes me to the rodeo groundsWhere the cowboys think I'm handyI'm Bandy the rodeo clownI'm Bandy the rodeo clownAnd I could ride them allThe bulls and the broncs knew I was bossBut the ride that woman took me onRode a whole lot more than this old cowboy's bonesWhile the tears on my makeupMelt some of my bonesMy painted smile into a frownThe crowd thinks I'm a dandyI'm Bandy the rodeo clownAnd I could ride them allThe bulls and the broncs knew I was bossBut the ride that woman took me onThat woman took me onBroke a whole lot moreThan this old cowboy's bonesWhile the tears on my makeupMelt my painted smile into frownThe crowd thinks I'm a dandyI'm Bandy the rodeo clownThe crowd thinks I'm a dandyI'm Bandy the rodeo clownWhoa!Yeah!Oh yeah!Woo!Good stuff.