E
his eyes are cold and restless
E
his wounds have almost healed
A E
and shed give half of texas
A E
just to change the way he feels
she knows his loves in tulsa
A
and she knows hes gonna go
E
well , it aint no woman , flesh and blood
B7
its that damned old rodeo
– – –
E
well , its bulls and blood
its dust and mud
A E
its the roar of a sunday crowd
its the white in his knuckles
the gold in his buckle
B7
hell win the next go round
E
its boots and chaps
its cowboy hats
A E
its spurs and latigo
its the ropes and the reins
and the joy and the pain
B7
and they call the thing rodeo
E , G , A , E , G , A
– – –
E
she does her best to hold him
A E
when his loves comes to call
A E
but his need for it controls him
A E
and her backs against the wall
and its so long girl , ill see you :
A
when its time for him to go
E
you know the woman wants her cowboy
B7
like he wants his rodeo
– – –
E
well , its bulls and blood
its dust and mud
A E
its the roar of a sunday crowd
its the white in his knuckles
the gold in his buckle
B7
hell win the next go round
E
its boots and chaps
its cowboy hats
A E
its spurs and latigo
its the ropes and the reins
and the joy and the pain
B7
and they call the thing rodeo
E , G , A , E , G , A
– – –
E
itll drive a cowboy crazy
A E
itll drive a man insane
A E
and hell sell off everything he owns
A E
just to pay to play her game
and a broken home and some broken bones
A
is all hell have to show
E
for all the years that he spent chasin
B7
this dream they call rodeo
– – –
E
well , its bulls and blood
its dust and mud
A E
its the roar of a sunday crowd
its the white in his knuckles
the gold in his buckle
B7
hell win the next go round
E
its boots and chaps
its cowboy hats
A E
its spurs and latigo
its the ropes and the reins
and the joy and the pain
B7
and they call the thing rodeo
– – –
E
its the broncs and the blood
its the steers and the mud
B7 E
and they call the thing rodeo
E
his eyes are cold and restless
E
his wounds have almost healed
A E
and shed give half of texas
A E
just to change the way he feels
she knows his loves in tulsa
A
and she knows hes gonna go
E
well , it aint no woman , flesh and blood
B7
its that damned old rodeo
– – –
E
well , its bulls and blood
its dust and mud
A E
its the roar of a sunday crowd
its the white in his knuckles
the gold in his buckle
B7
hell win the next go round
E
its boots and chaps
its cowboy hats
A E
its spurs and latigo
its the ropes and the reins
and the joy and the pain
B7
and they call the thing rodeo
E , G , A , E , G , A
– – –
E
she does her best to hold him
A E
when his loves comes to call
A E
but his need for it controls him
A E
and her backs against the wall
and its so long girl , ill see you :
A
when its time for him to go
E
you know the woman wants her cowboy
B7
like he wants his rodeo
– – –
E
well , its bulls and blood
its dust and mud
A E
its the roar of a sunday crowd
its the white in his knuckles
the gold in his buckle
B7
hell win the next go round
E
its boots and chaps
its cowboy hats
A E
its spurs and latigo
its the ropes and the reins
and the joy and the pain
B7
and they call the thing rodeo
E , G , A , E , G , A
– – –
E
itll drive a cowboy crazy
A E
itll drive a man insane
A E
and hell sell off everything he owns
A E
just to pay to play her game
and a broken home and some broken bones
A
is all hell have to show
E
for all the years that he spent chasin
B7
this dream they call rodeo
– – –
E
well , its bulls and blood
its dust and mud
A E
its the roar of a sunday crowd
its the white in his knuckles
the gold in his buckle
B7
hell win the next go round
E
its boots and chaps
its cowboy hats
A E
its spurs and latigo
its the ropes and the reins
and the joy and the pain
B7
and they call the thing rodeo
– – –
E
its the broncs and the blood
its the steers and the mud
B7 E
and they call the thing rodeo
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