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Sometimes this old road Gets so damn lonesome away from home Ain't no way in sight, head on back Nobody knows the way it feels Suffer through this living hell Unless you've been on down that road yourself Boy, don't you know I ain't really a bum I was once a clean cut mothers son? And you know down deep inside still I am But this rodeo life's got it's hold on me And there ain't no way to set me free You know I've gotta be a rodeo man Skinny old dog on the rodeo grounds Scroungin', sniffin', lookin' around In a lot of ways, well, I'm just like him 'Cause I'm eating up scraps off the dinner table In a greasy cafe 'til I'm able To ride those broncs good enough to win Boy, don't you know I ain't really a bum I was once a clean cut mothers son? And you know down deep inside still I am Oh, this rodeo life's got it's hold on me And there ain't no way to set me free You know I've gotta be a rodeo man You know I've gotta be a rodeo man