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It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy halves.
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats.
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
It's spurs and a line of coke.
It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
It's spurs and the latigo
It's the bulls and the Bud,
the dust and the mud,
the roar of a surly crowd,
the wide in do nuggets,
the gold in the buckle he'll win the next go 'round,
It's boots and chaps and cowboy hats,
spurs and Atlantic gold,
it's the ropes and strings,
the joys and the pains,
and they call the thing "Rodeo"
It's the bulls and blood,
the dust and mud,
the roar of a Sunday crowd.
its the white in his knuckles,
the gold in his buckle he'll win the next go 'round.
It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats,
spurs and a latigo.
it's the ropes and the reins,
the joys and pain,
and they call the thing "Rodeo"
It's the bulls and the blood
The dust and the mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd
Too wide in the knuckle
The gold in the buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and bags, it's cowboy hats
Spurs and let it go
It's the roles and manes
The joy and the pains
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
It's the bulls and blood
The dust and mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round
It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats
Spurs and a latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
The joys and pain
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
It's the bulls and the blood
The dust and the mud
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
Spurs and let it go
It's the ropes and the reins
The joy and the pain
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
Its the bulls and blood,
The dust and mud,
The roar of a Sunday crowd.
It's the white in his knuckles,
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round.
It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats, spurs and a latigo.
It's the ropes and the reins,
The joys and pain,
And they call the thing "Rodeo"
It's the bulls are up
And the dust and mud
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
It's the white in the knuckle
And the gold in the buckle they will win if the knicks go out
It's the boots and chaps and cowboys hats
And the spurs and a latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
The joys and pain
And they call this thing basketball!
It's the bulls and blood
The dust and mud
The roar of a Sunday crowd It's the white in his knuckles
The gold in his buckle
He'll win the next go 'round It's boots and chaps and cowboys hats
Spurs and a latigo
It's the ropes and the reins
The joys and pain
And they call the thing 'Rodeo'.
It's the ropes and the strains, the joys and pain
It's the ropes and the reins, the joy and the pain
Spurs and lattice gold.
Spurs and a latigo.