Fourth Of July Rodeos Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

Just about two hundred years ago they signed that declaration 

Tellin' everybody in the whole wide world 

They're gonna start a brand new nation 

From that day on the 4th of July has been a holiday 

To the rich man, poor man and everybody else but the cowboys in the RCA 

Well I get on the phone and call the airlines 

Rent-a-cars and greyhound stations 

'Cause I've entered 'bout thirteen rodeos out across the great big nation 

Got the car tuned up the tanks full of gas I've got money in my hand 

And if I ain't overdrawn by the end of the week at the bank I'm a lucky man 

It's the 4th of July on the rodeo trail and it'll drive you insane 

My wife's worried home by the telephone I'm on the road again 

It's the 4th of July on the rodeo trail if I ever make it home I swear 

I'm gonna hang up my hat put up my riggin' sack 

And for a month I'm gonna stay right there 

Well I've been on the road about three days now 

And I haven't had a minutes rest 

There's dark circles all around my bloodshot eyes 

And my face is now a whiskered mess 

Boy I'd sure like a bath and a home cooked meal 

But for now I must be satisfied 

With this double super-duper half cooked burger 

And a side of grease soaked French fries 

Well the week's nearly over and I wonder to myself 

Will I ever make it home alive 

When a bronc fell on me up in Calgary 

When he slipped tryin' to make his high dive 

And the plane and the pilot that we rented 

Looked like surplus from world war I 

And I thought any times about suicide but I haven't found myself a gun 

It's the 4th of July on the rodeo trail and it'll drive you insane 

My wife's worried home by the telephone I'm on the road again 

It's the 4th of July on the rodeo trail if I ever make it home I swear 

I'm gonna hang up my hat put up my riggin' sack 

And for a month I'm gonna stay right there