- Messages
- 13,473
- Location
- Orange County, CA
Moe Bandy -- Bandy The Rodeo Clown
Who was once a bull-hooking son of a gun?
Now who keeps a pint hid out behind Chute No. 1?
Who was riding high till a pretty girl rode him to the ground?
Any kid knows where to find me
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown
In the riding and the roping I was closing in on Number One
Now in dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle I never won
Since she left me the whiskey takes me to the rodeo grounds
Where the cowboys think I'm handy
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown
I could ride 'em all, the bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
But the ride that woman took me on
Broke a whole lot more than this old cowboy's bones
While the tears on my makeup melts my painted smile into a frown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown
Who was once a bull-hooking son of a gun?
Now who keeps a pint hid out behind Chute No. 1?
Who was riding high till a pretty girl rode him to the ground?
Any kid knows where to find me
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown
In the riding and the roping I was closing in on Number One
Now in dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle I never won
Since she left me the whiskey takes me to the rodeo grounds
Where the cowboys think I'm handy
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown
I could ride 'em all, the bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
But the ride that woman took me on
Broke a whole lot more than this old cowboy's bones
While the tears on my makeup melts my painted smile into a frown
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy
I'm Bandy the Rodeo Clown