When I was a lad an old cowboy told me well son
you're sure ridin' well There's fame and there's
fortune And glory waitin' at the end of the rodeo
trail So I packed up my stuff in my old pickup
truck to follow my rodeo dreams Now I'm finally on
the top but I feel like a flop Cause I've spent
all the fortune I've seen Now where is the glory
in drivin' all night Down a highway that's headed
to nowhere What good's the fame when the fortune's
all gone And the dreams turned into a nightmare
Like Ed Bruce said Mamma's don't let your babies
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you ask me you know I'd go through it again

Now what does it take to be a rodeo cowboy I guess
I'm a expert at that Takes a whole lot of guts and
old lady luck but not too much under this hat Well
he thrives on the crowds yellin' real load for him
to face dyin' again But the good Lord takes care
of children and fools He's no kid so what's that
make him Now where is the glory...