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| Rodeo (Pettigrew) 1. Remember back, at eight or three, sittin' on my daddy's knee We played Rodeo Maybe the wrong, couldn't be rode, now a little cowboy couldn't be thrown And we played Rodeo - Rodeo, sittin' high in the saddle, lookin' down, we'd go And we played life's Rodeo 2. Life's Rodeo is hard and mean, hard to get in and come out clean But it's better to be right than just to sit there and drink So I ride in a Rodeo - Rodeo... 3. Time is hard and it's hard to get by, if things get hard the harder I try And I think about that old guy sittin' in the sun in the morning, making rye I ride that Rodeo - Rodeo--- 4. I got me a little buckaroo in my arm, remember at night when I got home We played Rodeo Now I remember on that can't be rode, here's that little cowboy, can't be thrown We played Rodeo |