Broken Rodeo

Late night ferris wheel lighting up the sky
Mid-September not a cloud in my eye
Bull riders and barrel girls race for the dough
Emcee call their numbers out and the clown steals the show

At a broken rodeo you'll find a wholesome child

Young girl from the year before strolling behind her son
Baby in a carriage and she's waiting on another one
Old sneakers on her feet replace the boots she used to wear
Time passes by to quick when you're waiting for the fair

Shiny buckles, dusty boots
Looking for something, finding roots
At a broken rodeo you'll find a wholesome child

Young kids on the rides screaming with no fear
Older kids are in the tent and they're lining up for beer
Parents gather with watchful eyes talking up a storm
Older folks sitting on the benches remember when they were young

Shiny buckles, dusty boots
Looking for something, finding roots
Young eyes and grey hair, amazed at this ride
At a broken rodeo you'll find a wholesome child
At a broken rodeo you'll find a wholesome child
At a broken rodeo you'll find a wholesome child



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffery Cottes
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