Chris Ledoux - Rodeo Trails lyrics

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 lick when you won the bull doggin' Marked eighty points on that old Brahma bull The entry fees high up in Utah they tell me But your going there with a back pocket full Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it Some ornerya old broncs gonna lame you for life It got in your blood so you just gotta do it The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife You drew an old nag that looked easy in Utah But he had a temper as bad as his looks His high divin' twist was the worst ever you saw But all that you took was one for the book Now ten days have past your feeling much better Your bad leg still hurts but your thinkin' bout home You use your last buck to mail her a letter Says honey my last one is in San Anton Get out while you can... Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife