"Like The Rodeo" lyrics

Well, she ain't the kind to marry
But then again, maybe she is
Ain't never been right 'bout a goddamn thing, but I'm hoping she'd be it
And she keep a trailer hooked up
And her horses always close
Chasin' whites lines, doin' eighty-five, haulin' ass gettin' down that road

She a runner like me, keepin' on the go
She burnin' them barrels, I got another show
Are we ever gonna catch up? Are we ever gonna know?
Could she ever love me like the rodeo?

Well, she learned to fight that feelin' every time love come around
Nothin' on this earth she found worth settin' her saddle down
I keep a six-string strung up and a bag is always packed
She made the short go in San Antone, I'm singin' up in Cheyenne

She a runner like me, keepin' on the go
She burnin' them barrels, I got another show
Are we ever gonna catch up? Are we ever gonna know?
Could she ever love me like the rodeo?

She a runner like me, keepin' on the go
She burnin' them barrels, I got another show
Are we ever gonna catch up? Are we ever gonna know?
Could she ever love me like the rodeo?
Could she ever love me like the rodeo?