Lyrics Rodeo Preacher - White River

Rodeo Preacher

He grew up on a straw horse
With a cap gun in his hand
And in his dream he must have
Fought every outlaw in the land
And when he turned eighteen
He joined the rodeo
He went from town to town
Break in horses and bones
He must have won a thousand trophys
Some say he was the best
He rode every bronc
That ever came out of the west
His body bore the scars
It was the price he had to pay
So he started drinkin whiskey
Said it helped to ease the pain
Then one night in Okie city
He found a bible by his bed
John 3: 16
had been underlined in red
And in that little run-down motel
He met someone who turned his life around
Now he rescued more cowboys
Than all the rodeo clowns
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They call him Rodeo Preacher
Lord he could ride em all
He would lend a helpn hand
When some cowboy take the fall
He worked the rodeo circuit
Calgary down to Galveston
He led cowboys to Jesus
Thats how the west was won