Electric Rodeo Lyrics - Shooter Jennings

It's been sixteen weeks since I've been back home 

I make a lot of money I don't know where it goes 

All I know is the guitar and the bottle 

My daddy was a loaded gun 

He said, "It ain't no fun living on the run, son" 

But everywhere I go trouble seems to follow 

So I ride 

And I pick my songs at night at the next big show 

My friends they come and they go 

And love moves a little too slow 

When you're riding with an electric rodeo 

I can't complain, you know I do alright 

Singing my songs in a different town every night 

Looking for a woman to keep me warm tonight 

From California to the dirt of New York 

From Dallas, Texas to the streets of Baltimore 

Wishing I was home with a little girl of my own 

And I ride 

I pick my songs at night at the next big show 

My friends they come and they go 

And love moves a little too slow 

When you're riding with an electric rodeo 

Oh, this time will be the last time 

Oh, this time will be the last time 

So I ride 

Yeah, I pick my songs at night at the next big show 

My friends they come and they go 

And love moves a little too slow 

When you're riding with an electric rodeo 

And you ain't got no place, you can't rest your bones