Rodeo Boy - Fred Eaglesmith

Well, up and down these empty streets

Out there in the noon day heat

Dusty hair and tired feet

Wonderin' about her

Kicking in them old tin cans

Clicking sticks along the fence

Wonderin' where the good times went

I’m not really sure

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy in a one horse town

And down at the old cafe

People throwing looks my way

I guess they don’t know what to say

Since they heard the news

A small town boy, a city girl

She took him right out of his world

Left him standin' on the curb

Now he’s got the blues

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy in a one horse town

So, I don’t ride anymore

My saddle hangs behind the door

My boots are scattered on the floor

I walk around in shoes

I guess I could catch a train

I’m hopin' she’ll come back again

Hopin' that her mind will change

I guess I’m just a fool

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy in a one horse town

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy in a one horse town

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy

A rodeo boy in a one horse town