Rough Ridin' Rodeo

(albüm: Country Way Of Life - 1995)

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

Heading up the highway, hold on tight
I know I'm gonna make Mareeba tonight
It's one place I can go for a rough riding 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 betting I'll be getting straight back onto that bull again

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

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

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

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