The Rodeo Life

I suppose there's a better way to make a livin'
To make money so I could live in luxury
But the life behind a desk in a building
Would be like a prison sentence to me

My manners are not refined or even polished
And my speech, it may be crude to most, you see
I guess that I was just born a dreamer
But in my life, I relish pride and being free

My clothes are high-heeled boots and a big hat
And the buckle on my belt, I wear with pride
You might even find a snuff-can in the pocket
Of this old wore out faded blue Levi

Well, I'm a cowboy on the rodeo circuit
And when it's time to ride, well, I bear down and try
But when I play, I go to some ol' crowded barroom
And get drunk and wild along with the other guys

Well, I know it can't go on like this forever
And I may be a fool just running wild through life
But it's my life and I'll leave it to the fullest
And I can look back and say that it was right

And someday when my rovin' days are finally all over
Well, I can picture a little home down beside a stream
And with a son and his mother sittin' by me
And with love, I'll help him strive to reach his dream