When I was a lad an old cowboy told me well son youre sure ridin well Theres fame and theres fortune And glory waitin at the end of the rodeo trail So I packed up my stuff in my old pickup truck to follow my rodeo dreams Now Im finally on the top but I feel like a flop Cause Ive spent all the fortune Ive seen Now where is the glory in drivin all night Down a highway thats headed to nowhere What goods the fame when the fortunes all gone And the dreams turned into a nightmare Like Ed Bruce said Mammas dont let your babies grow up to be cowboys Im inclined to agree but if you ask me you know Id go through it again Now what does it take to be a rodeo cowboy I guess Im a expert at that Takes a whole lot of guts and old lady luck but not too much under this hat Well he thrives on the crowds yellin real load for him to face dyin again But the good Lord takes care of children and fools Hes no kid so whats that make him Now where is the glory...You might also like
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