Who was once a bull-hookin' son of a gun?Now who keeps a pint, get out behind the chute, number one?Who was ridin' high till a pretty girl rode him to the ground?Any kid knows where to find me, I'm Bandy the rodeo clownIn the ridin' and the ropin', I was closin' in on number oneNine dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle, I never wonNumber oneNumber oneSince she left me the whiskey, she takes me to the rodeo groundsWhere the cowboys think I'm handy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clownAnd I could ride them all, the Bulls and the Bronx knew I was bossBut the ride that woman took me on, broke a whole lot more than this old cowboy's boneWhile the tears on my makeup, melts my painted smile into a frownEverybody sing with me on the windLook out, thanks, I'm a dandy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clownAnd I could ride them all, the Bulls and the Bronx knew I was bossBut the ride that woman took me on, broke a whole lot more than this old cowboy's boneWhile the tears on my makeup, melts my painted smile into a frownThe crowd thinks I'm a dandy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clownThe crowd thinks I'm a dandy, I'm Bandy the rodeo clownWhoa!Yeah!All right, Mo Bandy!Yeah!Thank you, thank you.Good bunch of folks.Oh.