Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Funny Bone , by - Guy Clark. Song from the album Workbench Songs, in the genre КантриRelease date: 07.09.2009
Record label: Dualtone
Song language: English
Funny Bone |
| Well, he used to be a pretty good rodeo clown |
| People loved to watch him horse around |
| When that rank black bucked em all down |
| He was a pretty good rodeo clown |
| Till he met the gal who sold the souvenirs |
| He could make her smile from ear to ear |
| They stayed up all night drinkin rodeo beer |
| He was a pretty good rodeo clown |
| He dont laugh much anymore |
| Since she locked her trailer door |
| Tears and grease paint will not mix |
| And old dogs will not learn new tricks |
| Hes got that smile painted on, |
| nobody knows somethins wrong |
| She broke his funny bone |
| Broke his funny bone |
| When that new young bull rider came on the circuit |
| Oh in about, eight seconds flat she was gone |
| Now he asks himself if she was worth it You can hide your heart in a barrel for just so long |
| He dont laugh much anymore |
| Since she locked her trailer door |
| Tears and grease paint will not mix |
| And old dogs will not learn new tricks |
| Hes got that smile painted on, |
| and we all knew what was wrong |
| She broke his funny bone |