His eyes are cold and restless  His wounds have almost healed  And she'd give half of Texas  Just to change the way he feels  She knows his love's in Tulsa  And she knows he's gonna go  Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood  It's that damned old rodeo    Well it's bulls and blood  It's dust and mud  It's the roar of a Sunday crowd  It's the white in his knuckles  The gold in the buckle  He'll win the next go 'round  It's boots and chaps  It's cowboy hats  It's spurs and latigo  It's the ropes and the reins  And the joy and the pain  And they call the thing rodeo    She does her best to hold him  When his love comes to call  But his need for it controls him  And her back's against the wall  And it's So long girl I'll see you  When it's time for him to go  You know the woman wants her cowboy  Like he wants his rodeo    Well it's bulls and blood  It's dust and mud  It's the roar of a Sunday crowd  It's the white in his knuckles  The gold in the buckle  He'll win the next go 'round  It's boots and chaps  It's cowboy hats  It's spurs and latigo  It's the ropes and the reins  And the joy and the pain  And they call the thing rodeo  It'll drive a cowboy crazy  It'll drive the man insane  And he'll sell off everything he owns  Just to pay to play her game  And a broken home and some broken bones  Is all he'll have to show  For all the years that he spent chasin'  This dream they call rodeo    Well it's bulls and blood  It's dust and mud  It's the roar of a Sunday crowd  It's the white in his knuckles  The gold in the buckle  He'll win the next go 'round  It's boots and chaps  It's cowboy hats  It's spurs and latigo  It's the ropes and the reins  And the joy and the pain  And they call the thing rodeo    It's the broncs and the blood  It's the steers and the mud  And they call the thing rodeo