Rodeo Queens
I should have seen it coming
By the sad look on her face
Instead she had to say the
words
Right now I need some space
Standing by the open door
In her mind she's already gone
One foot tapping on the floor
To the beat of another's song.
It wasn't my first rodeo
And it ain't gonna be my last
I always get back in the saddle
but lately not as fast
Thank God there's a lot more
rodeo queens
Than riders at each show
Less broken bones than
shattered dreams
For those who love the rodeo.
But my daddy always told me
Steer clear of the rodeo queens
Cos they ain't nuthin but
trouble son
Dressed up in tight blue jeans.
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