His eyes are cold and restless
  His wounds have almost healed
  And she'd give half of Texas
  Just to change the way he feels
  She knows his love's in Tulsa
  And she knows he's gonna go
  Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood
  It's that damned old rodeo
    Well it's bulls and blood
  It's dust and mud
  It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
  It's the white in his knuckles
  The gold in the buckle
  He'll win the next go 'round
  It's boots and chaps
  It's cowboy hats
  It's spurs and latigo
  It's the ropes and the reins
  And the joy and the pain
  And they call the thing rodeo
    She does her best to hold him
  When his love comes to call
  But his need for it controls him
  And her back's against the wall
  And it's So long girl I'll see you
  When it's time for him to go
  You know the woman wants her cowboy
  Like he wants his rodeo
    Well it's bulls and blood
  It's dust and mud
  It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
  It's the white in his knuckles
  The gold in the buckle
  He'll win the next go 'round
  It's boots and chaps
  It's cowboy hats
  It's spurs and latigo
  It's the ropes and the reins
  And the joy and the pain
  And they call the thing rodeo
  It'll drive a cowboy crazy
  It'll drive the man insane
  And he'll sell off everything he owns
  Just to pay to play her game
  And a broken home and some broken bones
  Is all he'll have to show
  For all the years that he spent chasin'
  This dream they call rodeo
    Well it's bulls and blood
  It's dust and mud
  It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
  It's the white in his knuckles
  The gold in the buckle
  He'll win the next go 'round
  It's boots and chaps
  It's cowboy hats
  It's spurs and latigo
  It's the ropes and the reins
  And the joy and the pain
  And they call the thing rodeo
    It's the broncs and the blood
  It's the steers and the mud
  And they call the thing rodeo