Tom: Em
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Last Friday she said to me, hey Billy Joe, did you know either me or the rodeo goes?
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so I packed up and left her in Waco and drove up to ride on the bulls in the Calgary snow
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saw a sign that said riders and hauled all my rigging inside
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where the fellas was braggin', and drawing stock we would ride
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I was doin' the same till I looked at the name that I'd drawn
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then I stood there and silently cried
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oh you Calgary snow
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I can't let the rodeo go
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hurtin' more than my pride on a bull I can't ride
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lays me low, in the Calgary snow
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well, I knew I was beat in the hat when I drew it
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and it started me drinkin', to think of the brute
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till I managed to wreck my left knee and my ankle between the damn bull and the side of the chute
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and I'm thinkin' out loud as I fly through the clouds to the ground
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hey Billy, maybe you aint' the most dynamite rider around
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cause you're kickin' too late comin' out of the gate boy but you're great comin' gracefully down
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well, I know that I'm blown in the chute on the first go round
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so I give 'em my ole "what the hell" grin as I get up off the ground
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and right then I'm thinkin' I ain't taken to Calgary much
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ain't nothin' back in my room but a broom I can use for a crutch
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And it's cold, lord, it's cold in the Calgary wind
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when you knowin' that you gotta ride the day morning again
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ain't no whiskey nor either nor platens nor pills
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gonna deaden the pain and chills
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of the Calgary wind
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but what more is a broken down rodeo cowboy to do?
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but stove up in Canada watchin' his bruises turn blue
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there's only one road gonna lead back to Waco and you
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and it runs out of chute number two
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oh you Calgary snow
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I can't let that rodeo go
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hurtin' more than my pride on a bull I can't ride
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lays me low in the Calgary snow
