Rodeo by Garth Brooks

"Rodeo"
Verse 1
  Em                       Em
His eyes are cold and restless
     A                     Em
His wounds have almost healed
       A                 Em
And she'd give half of Texas
              A             Em
Just to change the way he feels
Em
She knows his love's in Tulsa
         A
And she knows he's gonna go
           Em
Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood
B
It's that damned old rodeo
Chorus
        Em             
Well it's bulls and blood
      Em
It's dust and mud
                 A          Em
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
      Em 
It's the white in his knuckles
       Em
The gold in the buckle
          B              A                     
He'll win the next go 'round
Em
It's boots and chaps
Em
It's cowboy hats
       A           Em
It's spurs and latigo
Em
It's the ropes and the reins
Em
And the joy and the pain
                B          Em
And they call the thing rodeo
Verse 2
  Em
She does her best to hold him
A                       Em
When his love comes to call
      A                      Em
But his need for it controls him
     A                      Em
And her back's against the wall
  Em                                      
And it's So long girl I'll see you
                  A
When it's time for him to go
Em
You know the woman wants her cowboy
            B       Em
Like he wants his rodeo
Chorus
        Em             
Well it's bulls and blood
      Em
It's dust and mud
                 A          Em
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
      Em 
It's the white in his knuckles
       Em
The gold in the buckle
          B               A                     
He'll win the next go 'round
Em
It's boots and chaps
Em
It's cowboy hats
       A          Em
It's spurs and latigo
Em
It's the ropes and the reins
Em
And the joy and the pain
                B         Em
And they call the thing rodeo
Verse 3
        Em
It'll drive a cowboy crazy
        A              Em
It'll drive the man insane
        A                         Em
And he'll sell off everything he owns
        A                Em
Just to pay to play the game
     Em                         Em
And a broken home and some broken bones
A///////
Is all he'll have to show
 Em
For all the years that he spent chasin'
    B                   Em
This dream they call rodeo
Chorus 
        Em             
Well it's bulls and blood
      Em
It's dust and mud
                 A         Em
It's the roar of a Sunday crowd
      Em 
It's the white in his knuckles
       Em
The gold in the buckle
          B              A                     
He'll win the next go 'round
Em
It's boots and chaps
Em
It's cowboy hats
       A           Em
It's spurs and latigo
Em
It's the ropes and the reins
Em
And the joy and the pain
                B         Em
And they call the thing rodeo


Ending 
It's the broncs and the blood
It's the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo



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