Chris LeDoux – Hometown Cowboy (Guitar)

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He was just a hometown cowboy, his belly kinda fat

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Acme boots upon his feet and a big "U-Roll-It" hat

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He was entered in the bull riding he did it on a dare

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To please his little sweetheart with the long blond hair.

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He borrowed himself a bull rope, spurs and a riding glove.

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To prove he was no coward to the girl he loved

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His bull was standin' in the chute, his girl was in the stands

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Waitin' to hear the name of her brave young man.

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He climbed down on the back of that big old Brahmer Bull

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One of the veteran cowboys came and gave his rope a pull.

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Someone said "Are you ready, Boy"? He said, "I guess I am"

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Well, the bull jumped out and turned back and flung him in the sand.

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Well, the blond haired girl had watched it all and she wasn't too impressed

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And so she started to look around for a real man from the west.

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She looked around the arena and standing by the fence

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Was a tall cowboy with a big black hat and tight fittin' Levi pants

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It was Jim, a fine young cowboy. He rode broncs and Brahmer bulls.

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He rode them quite consistently so his pockets were always full.

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Somehow he happened to glance up in the stands

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And he saw that pretty little blond haired girl as she was watching him.

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Well, meanwhile the hometown cowboy was back behind the chute

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Daubing blood off his nose and dumpin' sand from his boots.

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He got himself together, wiped some manure off his shirt.

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He knew his girl would soothe him, 'cause he was darn sure hurt.

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He saw his blond haired girlfriend as he rounded the main grandstand

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And his poor heart sank as he saw leaving with another man.

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So Boys, if you don't rodeo leave well enough alone.

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And don't take your girl to the pitchin, 'cause you may not take her home.