Mama Thought I'D Be a Rodeo Star
Mama took me to the rodeo when I was just three
And those long tall saddles made a fool of me
She had dreams in her pocket of what I could be
Now I'm ropin' steers in front of my t.v.
Oh but you know my mama had dreams
Sadly they never came true it seems
But she always thought to her dying day
That I'd be a rodeo star some way
She had a way with those cowboys,Mama did
Tried to talk them into lettin' me ride ,while I hid
'Neath a bale of hay by the Coca Cola stand
Till Mama would drag me back by the hand
Daddy left before I was born,Mama said
And that's when she got it into her head
That her boy would grow up strong and proud
Buckin' broncs for a cheering crowd
Yes Mama sure had dreams
That never came true it seems
But she always thought to her dying day
That I'd be a rodeo star some way
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