Would you stop for just a minute
So we can talk this over?
Before you take the bags out to the car-
Your plane don't leave from Dallas
For nearly three more hours
And you know the airport isn't very far.
I know I said I'd quit the road
For the last two seasons
But honey I just know I'll win the gold
I just have a feeling
I can't give you any reasons
And yeah I realize I'm gettin' old.
You're right, the rodeo a game
For kids, and crazy outfits
You may be right, I fit the latter bill
My body feels the rides and spills
For weeks instead of days now
And yeah, I'm getting rusty at my skills
What's that you say? the nest egg?
You had hid in the cabinet?
Well, babe, I'm kinda short of entry fees
It's just a loan, I'll put it back
When I score big in Denver
It'll be back there next week, you wait and see.
Why, hon, I've never lied to you-
At least I haven't lately
I'm gonna win at Mesquite, Friday night-
And, yes, I know I got bucked off
At Gatesville just last Sunday
And yeah, I know I was an awful sight.
That horse could buck!-What's that you say?
I rode him twice last summer?
Last week I lost him coming out the gate?
Embarassed you? How about me?I know it was a bummer-
But don't you b'lieve in what we all call fate?
Why sure i love you, baby-
And have you seen my rigging?
Now why's your face agettin so durn red-
Look! Here you are a gripin'
Instead of bein' pos'tive
You oughta try to cheer me up instead.
Why, honey, what's the matter?
I just can't believe you're leaving-
Who's gonna wash and patch my old blue jeans
And pick me up when I break down
And be here waiting for me-
And fix a bait of beef and turnip greens?