Rodeo - Garth Brooks

His eyes are cold and restless 
His wounds have almost healed 
And she'd give half of Texas 
Just to change the way he feels 
She knows his love's in Tulsa 
She knows he's gonna go 
Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood 
It's that damned old rodeo 
Well it's bulls and blood 
It's dust and mud 
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd 
It's the white in his knuckles 
The gold in the buckle 
He'll win the next go 'round 
It's boots and chaps 
It's cowboy hats 
It's spurs and latigo 
It's the ropes and the reins 
And the joy and the pain 
And they call the thing rodeo 
She does her best to hold him 
When his love comes to call 
But his need for it controls him 
And her back's against the wall 
And it's "So long girl, I'll see you." 
When it's time for him to go 
You know the woman wants her cowboy 
Like he wants his rodeo 
Well, it's bulls and blood 
It's dust and mud 
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd 
It's the white in the knuckles 
The gold in the buckle 
He'll win the next go 'round 
It's boots and chaps 
It's cowboy hats 
It's spurs and latigo 
It's the ropes and the reins 
And the joy and the pain 
And they call the thing rodeo 
It'll drive a cowboy crazy 
It'll drive the man insane 
And he'll sell off everything he owns 
Just to pay to play her game 
And a broken home and some broken bones 
Is all he'll have to show 
For all the years that he spent chasin' 
This dream they call rodeo 
Well, it's bulls and blood 
It's dust and mud 
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd 
It's the white in them knuckles 
The gold in the buckle 
He'll win the next go 'round 
It's boots and chaps 
It's cowboy hats 
It's spurs and latigo 
It's the ropes and the reins 
And the joy and the pain 
And they call the thing rodeo 
It's the broncs and the blood 
It's the steers and the mud 
And they call the thing rodeo