The Last Rodeo

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The stands are all empty the crowds all gone home
The last truckload of broncs is loaded and gone
It feels kind of funny with nowhere to go
At the end of the season at the last rodeo

My old rodeo truck ain’t been cleaned out all year
It smells like old leather, tobacco and beer
But after a tune up she’ll be rarin’ to go
And chase them wild horses to the last rodeo

And all the money at Calgary would have been mine for sure
If I’d stayed on that bronc for six seconds more…
Now I’m driving home with nothing to show
‘cause I missed the pay window at the last rodeo

Bruce rides the feedlot, Shawn’s looking for jobs
And Kevin and Kelly are holed up at Billy Bob’s
They’re just waiting for summer when that prairie wind blows
Chase all their dreams down to the last rodeo

And all the money at Calgary would have been mine for sure
If I’d stayed on that bronc for six seconds more…
Now I’m driving home with nothing to show
‘cause I spent all my money at the last rodeo

These lyrics are excerpted from The Last Rodeo from Allen Christie’s 2006 CD, The Last Rodeo. Originally written as cowboy poetry, it was later set to original music and recorded on what became one of Christie’s top-selling albums. Learn more on his website here.

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