Uh, Ricky Tidwell was a great athlete. He was a big strong boy that was quick on his feet. And every college in the country wanted Ricky blocking on their line.
Last Friday evenin'. I went to dry heavin'. Bent over double in pain. From out of my mouth. And right on a new Lexus. One hell of a load I sure swang.
(spoken). (Paul does this kind of thing every day,). ( Like what skip a rehearsal?. You know we got the CNA awards tomorrow night!. What are we gonna do about a drummer? ).
You have painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair. Ruby are you contemplatin' going out somewhere. The shadows on the wall tell me the sun is going down.
We're in the right place at the right time and it's easy to go wrong. The soft light shine just right tonight on your lovely face. And a haunting sound of music seem to fill the place.
Because your bad of the heart. . How could you be so cruel. You treat me like a fool. After all I did for you. You cut me like a blade. My trust is slowly fading.
Rusty spurs a hangin' from a nail their on the wall. Cold winds a blowin' and the snow begins to fall. Old man a dreamin' in his rockin' chair. Thinkin' bout the days gone by wishin' he was there.
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain. Witch and John were at the beer stand gettin' sprung. But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.
Last night we rode our broncs in Seattle. Me and Bill packed the car in the pourin' rain. Winch and John was at the beer stand, gettin' spraddled. But we got 'em gathered and hit the road again.
Blue bonnets line a hundred miles of Texas highway. All the way from Kadee, to downtown San Antonio. The sun's so hot I feel the steam rise off this Chevrolet.
On a cold Montana morning on the road to Idaho. I watched her order hot and black to go. In her boots and spurs and blue jeans. And the lonely in her eyes.
White lines go flash-in by me. As I wonder where this road will finally end. I think about the past and I'm not too sure. Just where the road began. .
You made a few bucks at a show down in Texas. You rode the train north, threw the sand and the sage. It took all you had to make entry in Denver. A cheap hotel room like a cat in a cage.
Well it's 40 below and I don't give a fuck. Got a heater in my truck and I'm off to the rodeo. And it's allemande and allemande right. Come on ya fuckin' dummy get your right step right.
When I first saw you, I didn't think you were too pretty. Kinda dumb looking and tell you the truth really ugly. But I wanted and needed what you had to offer.
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.
He's a rodeo hand a dyin' breed driftin' like a tumble weed. Rollin' where the urge tells him to go. And all a cowboy really needs is a tank of gas and entry fees.
I meet her in Wyoming at the Cheyenne rodeo. Just a girl in blue jeans and eighteen at the time. I remember how she cheered the day I rode a horse called Midnight.
I cut my teeth on a poker chip my daddy left layin' behind. The said he was a dealin' from the bottom but my mama said they were lyin'. So I never stay in one place long I'm just a natural born rambler.
Last night you told her, you could never hold her. 'Cause a cowboy's just got to be free. Her heart was breakin', yours was achin'. But you saddled up to follow your dreams.