Noeline Hofmann
Rodeo Junkies
Rollin’ dice with some rodeo junkies
In a four-horse trailer’s living quarters
Bud Light bottle full of ‘bacco spit
Far from the only habit
She wish he’d try and quit
It’s been the same old shit every year
And really she should’ve known
Marry a man on the circuit
And around and around you’ll go
Cabaret in the August dust
Southern Saskatchewan
He was God’s gift to the silversmith
And she pretended not to know who he was
Knocked him down a few notches
To draw his match for once
The only can-chaser at the jackpot
On a grade mare, but she won
It’s been the same old shit every year
And really he should’ve known
Marry a girl who runs the pattern
And around and around you’ll go
Youngest boy of a legacy family
Letras de cancionesHeavy last name stitched on that sponsor jacket
Black-dirt Betty with the burden of
Knowing her Daddy always wished she were a Son
Well, there’s some things that you can’t change
And others that you should
There’s knowing ropes and reins from just plain tangles
When it comes to hanging on
One more ride, baby, one more round
One more Rodeo
I swear this time, one more go
One more Rodeo
Stubborn colt, cold back, crow-hoppin
Dancing, daring you to try to stay on
Oh there’s nothing she loved more than being
In the round-pen with a tough one
Wasn’t for lack of lunging him
Sure wasn’t for lack of heart
But woah or go
Green or broke
From Letras Mania