Sometimes
Sometimes this old road gets so damn lonesome
Away from home, rain away inside
Get on back
Nobody knows the way it feels
To suffer through this living hell
As you've been on down that road yourself
Lord, you know I ain't really a bum
I was once a clean-cut mother's son
And you know down deep inside
I still am
But this rodeo life's got its hold on me
And there ain't no way you'll set me free
You know I've got to be a rodeo man
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Skinny old dog on the road
Rodeo ground
A scrounging sniff
Looking around
In a lot of ways
Well, I'm just like him
As I'm eating up scraps off a dinner table
In a greasy cafe
Until I'm able to ride those broncs
Good enough to win
Lord, you know I ain't really a bum
I was once a clean-cut mother's son
And you know down deep inside
I still am
But this rodeo life's got its hold on me
And there ain't no way you'll set me free
You know I've got to be a rodeo man
You know I've got to be a rodeo man
You know I've got to be a rodeo man
You know I've got to be a rodeo man