"Rough Ridin' Rodeo" lyrics

"Rough Ridin' Rodeo"

I don't like hangin' around in one town, somethin' makes me go
Spend more time on that thin white line, followin' the rodeo
Words can't tell you how I feel before I hit the air
But you're safe bettin' I'll be sweatin'
And glad as hell that I made it there

Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
I know I'm gonna make Mareeba tonight
It's one place I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo

That Brahma bull was a friend of mine 'til I saw him turn around
And try to make a mess of me, I was rescued by the clown
With broken ribs and busted knees I must've hurt my brain
But you're safe bettin' I'll be gettin' straight back onto that bull again

Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
I know I'm gonna make Mareeba tonight
I'm goin' for that full eight second ride
Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
There's somewhere I wanna be tonight
A place I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo

You're behind the chutes and see grown men terrified
Rosin down that rope my friend, you've got Chainsaw to ride

Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
I know I'm gonna make Mareeba tonight
And go in for that full eight second ride
Headin' up the highway, hold on tight
It's somewhere I wanna be tonight
A place I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo

Somewhere I can go for a rough ridin' rodeo
(Oh yeah)


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