Second On His List

Got the time to take a three-week break Before the next 'hoorah'. Spent most of his time on the ego line With the girl behind the bar. Mixed twenty years of her closet life, with the highlight now in town, She left with him on a prayer and a whim, and a promise not yet found, With rodeos and travelling shows Through a hundred country towns, The smell of fear and the taste of dust Will never slow him down, She tagged along 'cause her love was strong And her dreams they still persist, Now she knows those rodeos Put her second on his list. Every horse that came, looked the same, Every cowboy’s just as mad, And every time he took his second ride He was travelling just as bad, The money got scarce, so he gambled hard, and then he left her on her own, She turned her back to the rodeo crowd, with her thoughts heading home. She can't stand another caravan For the walls close in on her, Many lonely nights, alone she cries, Rues the halter and the spur, She tried to tear his heart away from the blood that bore his roots, But the fire in her eyes could never match those there in the chutes. With rodeos and travelling shows Through a hundred country towns, The smell of fear and the taste of dust Will never slow him down, She tagged along 'cause her love was strong And her dreams they still persist, Now she knows those rodeos Put her second on his list.