Текстове на песни: Chris Ledoux. Rodeo Trails.

You made a few bucks at a show down in Texas
You rode the train north, threw the sand and the sage
It took all you had to make entry in Denver
A cheap hotel room like a cat in a cage

But you hit a good lick when you won the bull doggin'
Marked eighty points on that old Brahma bull
The entry fees high up in Utah they tell me
But your going there with a back pocket full

Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it
Some ornerya old broncs gonna lame you for life
It got in your blood so you just gotta do it
The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife

You drew an old nag that looked easy in Utah
But he had a temper as bad as his looks
His high divin' twist was the worst ever you saw
But all that you took was one for the book

Now ten days have past you're feeling much better
The bad leg still hurts but your thinkin' bout home
You use your last buck to mail her a letter
Says honey my last one is in Old San Anton

Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it
Some ornerya old broncs gonna lame you for life
It got in your blood so you just gotta do it
The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife

Get out while you can hoss there ain't nothin' to it
The rodeo trails gonna widder your wife