Gather round boys and a tale I will tell about
Joade the rodeo clown This happy feller keep the
cowboys together after they hit the ground He once
was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider and all
around hell of a hand But a bull got him down away
from the clown he lived but not ride again But
rodeo was burned deep in his soul and his heart
just wouldn't let go He didn't want cowboys hooked
by the bulls so he took to clowin' the show With
grease paint and red nose and baggy old clothes
His track shoes barreled and bloomed He earned his
keep a fightin' the bulls and savin' us hard
ridin' fools I was down in the well and hung in my
rope in a show in old west Texas town The man who
saved me from chain and hells was Joade the rodeo
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old horns Then stomped and mauled him around One
of my buddies dragged me away but Joade lay dead
on the ground The preacher they found for the
funeral well he didn't have a whole lot to say He
didn't know Joade or about rodeo life so all he
could do was to pray There's many a cowboy that
owes him his life and the children all loved him
too There were lines on his face and each one was
a trace Of the laughter the miles and the blues So
barkeep get with it and set em up again I'm buyin'
this next round And if there's any man here who
can't drink to old Joade Then he better just get
the hell out