| The rodeo cowboys came to town
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| They done their thing
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| At the rodeo ground
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| They rode the horses
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| The steers and the bulls
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| Then they came to the tavern
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| To drink their bellies full
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| She thought that I was a hell of a man
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| That she became a rodeo fan
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| It must have been the smell of the cows
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| That turned her on to theme callous hands
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| The last time I seen that woman of mine
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| Was in a pick-up truck with a plastic sign
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| Said Buck Bennett wild horse rider
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| Area code 307 373 2280 just call anytime
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| Lord he’s always at home
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| She thought that I was a hell of a man
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| That she became a rodeo fan
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| It must have been the size of his hat
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| That turned her on to that cowboy cat
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| The last time I seen that woman of mine
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| Was in a pick-up truck with a trailer behind
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| Yea she was twirling a rope out tha window
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| Hollerin'' bye bye Hun ride 'em cowboy
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| Hang in there let it rip
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| Well you should have seen the belt buckle on that dude
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| Lord I didn’t stand a chance
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| The meanest thing I ever rode was a Honda 125
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| And they don’t even bite or kick
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| Well old Buck he just blew dust in my face
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| As he spun his tires out of the parkin' lot
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| I lost that woman to one of those rodeo cowboys
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| I should have known better to have take her to that rodeo
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| If I ever get me another woman
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| I’m gonna keep her away from those cowboys
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| Keep her pregnant bare footed at home
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| Dog gone it that was the best gal I ever have had |