Bury Me At The Rodeo Lyrics - Higher Power - The Dirty Nil

July tried to take my mind with bourbon and disease 

August gonna kill me if she can 

But eighty-five hundred K west of here, 

theres a place so true and dear: Colorado, 

my ties for you, it's true 

Got a temper and an eye for truth 

Got a shot to shit sweet tooth 

And I don't need a day job where I'll wither every day 

Heading for the mountains where I think i'm gonna stay 

Bury me at the rodeo show 

The only home I'll ever know 

Where the rivers run with rye 

Grass is fine and you can burn like inferno 

Till all hell seems the lesser 

Dead dreams at the rodeo show