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My Rodeo Cowboy

papa said son what you going to do with your life now that you have no money job or wife he said papa I'm going to leave this town think I'll join up with the rodeo and break them bulls down Maybe even rope me a stallion or even a clown Son you better take another look around for theres no money for bull riders thrown to the ground or being stepped on by a horse or bull weighing over eight hundred pounds Papa I promise Ill make you proud of your rodeo cowboy when I'm done And promise not to be thrown or bucked off to the ground So papa please come visit when our show's in town for I'll be the one riding high on the biggest bull that's found hanging on for just eight seconds while I'm listening for that bells sound just kicking those sides of horses and bulls jumping up and down with coming out your top rodeo champion and bull rider found Tribute To The Rodeo Cowboys and Cowgirls Hang Tough

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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