There's A Rodeo In Montana Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

There's a rodeo in Montana where they come from miles around 

Where they throw the hooligan and a bunch of beer cans 

All over that little cow town from Friday night to Sunday afternoon 

The party goes on nonstop 

Ranch hands and rodeo fans are drinking up the very last drop 

And they all head for Montana at the foot of the Great Divide 

To tie one up or tie one onor to tear it down or ride 

So if you're lookin' for a rondavue where the Wild West never dies 

You best make it on up to Montana on the right day in July 

Now there's some college boys for lazuli here school is just let out 

They got a keg of beer on a tub of ice in the back of a brand new Scout 

Well they're all longhorns and as sure as you're born 

They'll be checkin' those honey's out 

And the girls in the cut off jeans might just show 'em what its all about 

And there's Indians from the ranches all dressed up in cowboy clothes 

Snap button shirts and silver belt buckles and boots with pointed toes 

Short hair Stetson hats wiggin' on a jug of Yellow Stone 

Well they look more like cowboys then the cowboys I have known 

And there's some hippies here from God knows where a puffin' up a cloud of smoke 

They got hair down past their shoulders and their clothes are a national joke 

They got beads and leather and bells and feathers and moccasins for shoes 

Well they look more like Indians than the real live Indians do 

And then there's barrel racers and a bull riders and bronc stompers to boot 

Struttin' their stuff like Peacocks out in back of the chutes 

Tight Levis fancy chaps spurs with five star rowels 

And the bull just stands there chewin' his cut lookin' wiser than a tree full of owls 

And they all head for Montana...