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  • Текст песни Garth Brooks - Rodeo

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    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

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