C
Them bareback horses are the only thing
F
They make your back hurt they make your bell ring
G7
They're hard on tailbones and they make your neck sore
C
But when it's all over you're craving some more
Well you drive down the road in a broke down car
F
You stop in some town you wonder where in the hell you are
G7
You get yourself a road map and head out once again
C
With only enough for fees so you'd damn sure better win
F C
You finally make the pitchin' with your entry fees all paid
G7 C
You get on another snatcher and he flings you away
C F
So you head to town broken hearted lookin' for a chance
G7 C
To get a little drunk and find some girl and dance
F
Well you meet a little girl at the bar all alone
G7 C
You whoop some words on her to get her to take you home
F
But she's got a big boyfriend who just came from the can
G7 C
And he says move on there buddy cause he's her lovin' man
F C
So you climb back in your car after your little bitty fight
G7
You're drunk and broken hearted
C
And it's twelve o'clock at night
F
And you ain't got a dime in your old blue jeans
G7
But by god you got a half a tank of gas
C
And a can of pork and beans
F
You write a hot check to pay your fees once again
G7 C
You got yourself a good one so you ought to win
F
The horse is standin' in the chute then he bucks around
G7 C
The whistle blows then you're standin' on the ground
F C
The judges total their markings and they tally up the score
G7 C
And you're beatin' everybody by at least ten points or more
F
So you climb back in your car with a pocket full of cash
G7 C
A good feelin' in your heart and a tank full of gas
F
But boys the day finally comes when you get old and grey
G7 C
You gotta hang your spurs up and put your riggin' away
F
You look back now with a wantin' eye
G7 C
But brother it's all gone so you sit and cry