His eyes are cold and restless   His wounds have almost healed   And she'd give half of Texas   Just to change the way he feels      She knows his love's in Tulsa   And she knows he's gonna go   Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood   It's that damned old rodeo      Well it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud   It's the roar of a Sunday crowd, it's the white in his knuckles   The gold in the buckle he'll win the next go 'round   It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats   It's spurs and latigo, it's the ropes and the reins   And the joy and the pain and they call the thing rodeo      She does her best to hold him   When his love comes to call   But his need for it controls him   And her back's against the wall      And it's So long girl I'll see you   When it's time for him to go   You know the woman wants her cowboy   Like he wants his rodeo      Well it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud   It's the roar of a Sunday crowd, it's the white in his knuckles   The gold in the buckle, he'll win the next go 'round   It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats   It's spurs and latigo, it's the ropes and the reins   And the joy and the pain and they call the thing rodeo      It'll drive a cowboy crazy   It'll drive the man insane   And he'll sell off everything he owns   Just to pay to play the game      And a broken home and some broken bones   Is all he'll have to show   For all the years that he spent chasin'   This dream they call rodeo      Well it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud   It's the roar of a Sunday crowd, it's the white in his knuckles   The gold in the buckle, he'll win the next go 'round   It's boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats   It's spurs and latigo, it's the ropes and the reins   And the joy and the pain and they call the thing rodeo      It's the broncs and the blood   It's the steers and the mud   And they call the thing rodeo