Letras:George Strait. Lonesome Rodeo Cowboy.
I own this horse and saddle
And that old Cadillac
This broken down horse trailer
And the clothes that are on my back
Well, I know that it ain't a hell of a lot
But it's all that I can show
From seventeen years
I'm makin' my livin' and ridin' in a rodeo
My wife left me five years ago
In one of them rodeo towns
I can't say that I blame her much
She just wanted to settle down
Oh God, how I miss that woman
It hurt so to see her go
If I was smart, I would've stuck by her
But I'm hooked on this rodeo
And I'm just a lonesome cowboy
I'm a little bit over the hill
I should've quit this thing a long time ago
But I guess, I never will
So I keep on movin' from show to show
Hopin' to change my luck
My good old days are all a memory
But I just can't give it up
There was a time I used to do alright
And bring home my share of the dough
But now I'm losin' out to the younger boys
I guess, I must be gettin' slow
But there's one thing you learn from this
You gotta make it on your own
'Cause when you're on top you've got a million friends
But when your down buddy you're all alone
And I'm just a lonesome cowboy
I'm a little bit over the hill
I should've quit this thing a long time ago
But I guess, I never will
So I keep on movin' from show to show
Hopin' to change my luck
My good old days are all a memory
But I just can't give it up
My good old days are all a memory
But I just can't give it up
And that old Cadillac
This broken down horse trailer
And the clothes that are on my back
Well, I know that it ain't a hell of a lot
But it's all that I can show
From seventeen years
I'm makin' my livin' and ridin' in a rodeo
My wife left me five years ago
In one of them rodeo towns
I can't say that I blame her much
She just wanted to settle down
Oh God, how I miss that woman
It hurt so to see her go
If I was smart, I would've stuck by her
But I'm hooked on this rodeo
And I'm just a lonesome cowboy
I'm a little bit over the hill
I should've quit this thing a long time ago
But I guess, I never will
So I keep on movin' from show to show
Hopin' to change my luck
My good old days are all a memory
But I just can't give it up
There was a time I used to do alright
And bring home my share of the dough
But now I'm losin' out to the younger boys
I guess, I must be gettin' slow
But there's one thing you learn from this
You gotta make it on your own
'Cause when you're on top you've got a million friends
But when your down buddy you're all alone
And I'm just a lonesome cowboy
I'm a little bit over the hill
I should've quit this thing a long time ago
But I guess, I never will
So I keep on movin' from show to show
Hopin' to change my luck
My good old days are all a memory
But I just can't give it up
My good old days are all a memory
But I just can't give it up
George Strait
George Strait
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