Born To Follow Rodeo Chris LeDoux

Faded old blue wranglers dusty cowboy hat pair of scuffed up boots upon your feet Can of pork n beans that you opened with your knife It aint much but its all you've got to eat You think of what your daddy

Rodeo Life Chris LeDoux

I suppose, there's a better way to make a livin' To make money so I could live in luxury But the life behind a desk in a building Would be like a prison sentence to me My manners are not refined or even

Montana Rodeo Chris LeDoux

There's a rodeo in Montana where they come from miles around Where they throw the hooligan and a bunch of beer cans All over that little cow town from Friday night to Sunday afternoon The party goes on

Rodeo Trails Chris LeDoux

You made a few bucks in a show down in Texas You rode the train north threw the sand and the sage It took all you had to make entry in Denver A cheap hotel room like a cat in a cage But you hit a good

Rodeo Rose Chris LeDoux

When I first saw you, I didn't think you were too prettyKinda dumb looking and tell you the truth really uglyBut I wanted and needed what you had to offerSo I swallowed my pride and together, we hit the

Where Is The Glory Chris LeDoux

When I was a lad an old cowboy told me well son you're sure ridin' wellThere's fame and there's fortuneAnd glory waitin' at the end of the rodeo trailSo I packed up my stuff in my old pickup truck to follow

Someday Soon Chris LeDoux

just turned twenty-one Comes from down in southern Colorado Just out of the service, he's lookin' for his fun Someday soon, goin' with him someday soon Her parents cannot stand him 'cause he rides the rodeo

The Rodeo Fan Chris LeDoux

He's a rodeo hand a dyin' breed driftin' like a tumble weed Rollin' where the urge tells him to go And all a cowboy really needs is a tank of gas and entry fees To get him to the next big rodeo Now most

The Rodeo Hand Chris LeDoux

He's a rodeo hand a dyin' breed driftin' like a tumble weed Rollin' where the urge tells him to go And all a cowboy really needs is a tank of gas and entry fees To get him to the next big rodeo Now most

National Finals Rodeo Chris LeDoux

A rodeo's just a rodeo after riding several years From ol' Cheyenne to Houston they never cause too much fear But let me tell you about one that will chill your very soul It happens in December when it's

The Buckskin Lady Chris LeDoux

known she's the truest one I've found.Well, she'll cut 'em and she'll head 'em just the way you want 'emTurned,And if you drop your loop around 'em, she can make a grass rope hum,And any time you got a rodeo

So You Want To Be A Cowboy Chris LeDoux

So you wanna be a cowboy and you wanna rodeo Well I don't see nothin' to hold you back just pack your stuff and go You'll travel many highways and boy you're gonna see it all You'll have yourself some

I'Ve Got To Be A Rodeo Man Chris LeDoux

And you know down deep inside still I am But this rodeo life's got it's hold on me And there ain't no way to set me free You know I've gotta be a rodeo man Skinny old dog on the rodeo grounds Scroungin

When The Rodeo Comes To Town Chris LeDoux

roll up the steets When the evenning sun goes down But the fourth of July flags will be flying high As folks come from miles around They'll be roarin' all night till the dawns early light When the big rodeo

Come Riding Joe Cy Chris LeDoux

When we saw that his hair was in braids He drawed a good mount you should a seen how We used that old horse 'til the gun Well, I've never seen me no Indian cowboy But that feller Joe Cy was one He's a rodeo

Rodeo, You've Cast A Spell Chris LeDoux

Rodeo, I'm tied to you your callHas won my heart, my mind and soulYou're a woman and you've cast a spellUpon this man you've got me rodeoMy wife sits home alone and she's wishin'That this year would finally

Take Me To The Rodeo Chris LeDoux

Well my car broke down it's in the ditch wish I was the son of someone rich I'd throw hundred dollar bills out on the road and I'd catch me a ride to the rodeo There's a mule deer layin' by the road ahead

Bars Shouldn't Have Mirrors Chris LeDoux

Boots and a buckle jukebox and a bottleOld rodeo cowboy its part of the drawHe dreams of tomorrow winnin' the next showTill he looks in the mirror that hangs on the wallThere's a weathered old face like

Bareback Jack Chris LeDoux

When I was just a very young lad I walked up and I told my dad A bareback rider's what I wanna be I want the whole world to know about me In the rodeo arena I'll take my stand I wanna be known as a rodeo

She's In Love With A Rodeo Man Chris LeDoux

allBut she still is a beautiful womanIn the lights of the Texas dance hallBut she won't sit down at your tableAnd I know that you can't hold her handShe won't go home with you cowboyShe's in love with a rodeo

I Can't Ride The Broncos Anymore Chris LeDoux

on that highway,Ridin' buckin' horses for my grub.But now I make my livin' with this ole guitar.And just like rodeo it's in my blood.And now I'm gonna sing my cowboy music,With a country feelin' and a

Silence On The Line Chris LeDoux

kids their old man's through with playin' rodeo Cause if it's alright with you I'm comin' home Well there's silence on the line She says you sure did take your time But I still need a man for the things

Rusty Spurs Chris LeDoux

Rusty spurs a hangin' from a nail their on the wallCold winds a blowin' and the snow begins to fallOld man a dreamin' in his rockin' chairThinkin' bout the days gone by wishin' he was thereRodeo, you take

I Can't Ride The Broncs Anymore Chris LeDoux

Well a man can't spend his life in reflection, Just thinkin' about the way things used to be. So I'm gonna take myself a new direction, And make myself some brand new memories.

Too Old To Play Cowboy Chris LeDoux

rode the fence line in her backyard each day on a stick horse I called old DanOne day my mama she called me aside and said you can't be fourteen againThere's not enough gold in your lost canyon mine to

The Last Cowboy In Town Chris LeDoux

In a little Texas town, at a bar by the rodeo grounds You can see him ridin' in every Saturday night Well, there ain't no hitchin' post but his horse has got so old He'd stay in front of that bar if he

I Do It For Me Chris LeDoux

Met a rodeo cowboy in BillingsKilling time, trading stories and beerAnd asked him how he made a livingRiding broncs and bull doggin' steersWell, he smiled as he tipped his hat slowlyHe said, friend, it

Running Through The Rain Chris LeDoux

Rollin' south to a california rodeo. Just rollin' down that great american highway, With the mornin' sky lit up like a flame. Chasin' dreams and followin' a rainbow.

All Around Cowboy Chris LeDoux

Cross Texas like a hot dusty wind He was All Around Cowboy back in forty-nine From the top it's been a long way down Since the whiskey and the women started winning his time They rode him high and hard to

Bull Rider Chris LeDoux

I was sittin' the a bar-room one rainy afternoon Tellin' stories about rodeo and listening to a tune The rodeo starts tomorrow in this one horse town So Bill took our names and put our entries down

Fourth Of July Rodeos Chris LeDoux

Just about two hundred years ago they signed that declaration Tellin' everybody in the whole wide world they're gonna start a brand new nation From that day on the 4th of July has been a holiday To the

Born In Mississippi Chris LeDoux

I was born in MississippiOn the Gulf of MexicoAnd I could hear the Gators a roar at nightOut on the old bayouI remember Spanish mossA hangin' from the cypress treesAnd the smell of honeysuckleOn the Mississippi

Hometown Cowboy Chris LeDoux

He was just a hometown cowboy his belly kind of fat Acme boots up on his feet and a big U-roll-it hat He entered in the bull riding he did it on a dare To please his little sweetheart with the long blond

Old Red Chris LeDoux

Old Red was one of the orneriest yet I'd seen at the big rodeo He'd bite you and kick you and stomp out your life Old Red had never been rode Meaner than sin, wild as the wind That blew on the Montana

Just Riding Through Chris LeDoux

Pack up your old guitar cowboy roll up your old sleepin' bagIt's time you got to movin' cause your life is startin' to dragYou ain't leavin' nothin' but faces the same stars watch you at nightThat same

Hooked On An 8 Second Ride Chris LeDoux

Rollin' down a long highway Out to New Mexico Driftin' down to Santa Fe To ride a bull in a rodeo He's hooked on a feelin' Addicted to a natural high Don't know why it's appealin' All he knows

John Ed Sang Cowpoke Chris LeDoux

When the rodeo was overWe're all go to the roomWe're drink some beer, relax awhileAnd sing some cowboy tunesThat old guitar we passed aroundIt was battered, scratched, and brokeBut Lord, it sounded mighty

He Rides The Wild Horses Chris LeDoux

Just a [e]rodeo drifter, he [a]comes and he [e]goes, Like a wild wind that blows in the [b7]night. The highways and backroads are all that he knows, He'll be gone with the mornin's grey light.

Soft Place To Fall Chris LeDoux

I rode off into the sunset The way cowboys always do But ten miles west of Fort Worth My thoughts ran back to you I could feel you there beside me Taste your tender lips on mine Hey there'll always be

Dream On Cowboy Chris LeDoux

Braided rope, saddle soap, rosin for his riggin'A young man dreams of growing up to rideBuckin' broncs, Brahma bulls is just some wishful thinkin'Cause that cowboy, well, hes still too young to rideLeather

Ain't Had Time To Go Home Chris LeDoux

left me it must be an omen my destiny's being aloneI've been thinkin' of mama out a workin' the yard so I gave her a call on the phoneBut I told her I've just been workin' so hard I just ain't had time to

Bad Brahma Bull Chris LeDoux

at the Old Flyin' you At forty a month a plum good buckaroo Well, the boss comes around and he says, hey my lad Well, you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad You see, I ain't got no more outlaws to

The Wild Bunch Rides Again Chris LeDoux

A bunch of old cowboys are makin' their noise at the rodeos across the land They're all over forty but let me tell you Lordy they're still tuff rodeo hands Well their age may be showin' and their grey

One Ride In Vegas Chris LeDoux

He's packed up his boots and his saddle Seventeen, headin' out on his own And he'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas, one ride in Vegas Lonely nights in rundown motel rooms Aches

Get Back On That Pony Chris LeDoux

Seven years old on a gold palomino I sat up tall with my face to the wind I'd seen the rodeo cowboys in Reno so I dug in my boot heels and pulled on the reins And Blaze he took off a running he threw me

Ten Seconds In The Saddle Chris LeDoux

lifetime of watching from the stands [ guitar ] His Stetson was faded and battered and worn The stubble of his beard showed flex of gray His limp was severe cause a leg had been torn by a bronc in his rodeo

Mighty Lucky Man Chris LeDoux

luck man with the simple few things I've got There's money in the pockets of these old wore out jeans I've got a trailer house and a lot My wife's good lookin' and a heck of a cook and she does her best to

Paint Me Back Home In Wyoming Chris LeDoux

a far away look in his eye Well he watched for a while as she painted and then he said mama you surely paint well Yes you got all this on your canvas the dirt the squalor and the hell Well she asked to

Re-Ride Chris LeDoux

Since I saw that rodeo in 1965 I had to try to be the greatest bareback rider alive I went and did some practicing on pa's old ropin' mare And I thought I'd take that bronc I'd drawed And really part it's

The Yellow Stud Chris LeDoux

Somewhere on the Prairie, a yellow stud runs free Runnin' through the sage brush, down through the coolies There not far behind him, a cowboy rides along He's gonna try to catch him and break him for his