Took me a while to get all this down. It sounds accurate but if you have any
corrections send them please :)
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Intro -
I like your twisted point of view, Mike.
I like your questioning eyebrows,
You ve made it pretty clear what you like,
It s only fair to tell you now.
That I leave early in the morning,
And I won t be back till next year.
I see that kiss-me pucker forming,
But maybe you should plug it with a beer, cause,
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock n roll band,
I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand.
Home was anywhere with diesel gas - Love was a trucker s hand.
Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand.
Before you kiss me you should know,
Papa was a rodeo.
The light reflecting off the mirror ball,
Looks like a thousand swirling eyes.
They make me think I shouldn t be here at all,
You know, every minute someone dies.
What are we doing in this dive bar,
How can you live in a place like this?
Why don t you just get into my car,
And I ll take you away I ll take that kiss now, but,
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock n roll band,
I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand.
Home was anywhere with diesel gas - Love was a trucker s hand.
Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand.
Before you kiss me you should know,
Papa was a rodeo.
And now it s 55 years later.
We ve had the romance of the century,
After all these years wrestling gators,
I still feel like crying when I think of what you said to me.
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock n roll band,
I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand.
Home was anywhere with diesel gas - Love was a trucker s hand.
Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand.
Before you kiss me you should know,
Papa was a rodeo.
What a coincidence, your Papa was a rodeo too.
