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Who was once a bull hooking son of a gun
Now who keeps a pint ... hid out behind chute number one
Who was ridin high ... till a pretty girl rode him to the ground
Any kid knows where to find me ... I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
In the ridin and the ropin ... I was closin in on number one
Now in dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle I aint never won
Since she left me the whiskey ... takes me to the rodeo grounds
Where the cowboys think I'm handy ... I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
I could ride em all
The bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
But the ride that woman took me on broke a whole lot more
Than this old cowboy's bones
While the tears on my makeup ... melts my painted smile into a frown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy ... I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
could ride em all
The bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
But the ride that woman took me on broke a whole lot more
Than this old cowboy's bones
While the tears on my makeup ... melts my painted smile into a frown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy ... I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy ... I'm Bandy the rodeo clown