He got down out of the cattle truck
In the Amarillo night
He looked up at the Texas sky
And thought of his last ride
He'd trade all his tomorrows
For eight seconds one more time
He could'a made world champion cowboy
Back in 1969
He thanked the driver for the ride
And he closed the semi door
And limped across the parking lot
To another liquor store
He held onto the bottle
As he counted out his change
And he felt like some old saddle bronc
Who'd been turned out on the range
When the rodeo is over, where does the cowboy go?
Never thought it'd be his last ride
'Til the last time he got throw'd
When your heart can't take the losin'
And your knees can't take the blows
When the rodeo is over, where does the cowboy go?
Where does the cowboy go?
Whiskey on his breath
And the age in his eyes
He'll hitch a ride on the interstate
And fade into the sunrise
Now, Sedona, she's a vortex
But she's sweeter than the coast
He smokes cigarettes he can't afford
And whistles to a ghost
His boots belong to memory
And his spurs belong to rust
He'll be picking up his turquoise
And leave the buckles in the dust
When the rodeo is over, where does the cowboy go?
He never thought it'd be his last ride
'Til the last time he got throw'd
When your heart can't take the losin'
And your knees can't take the blows
When the rodeo is over, where do the cowboys go?
When the rodeo is over, where does the cowboy go?
(Up where the small rows rover)
(Somewhere on Music Row)
(A cowboy's a takin' his chances)
(Hoping that tanya will show)