G Am
Who was once a bull hooking son of a gun
D7 G
Now who keeps a pint hid out behind chute number one
Am
Who was riding high till a pretty girl rode him to the ground
D7 G
Any kid knows where to find me I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
Am
In the riding and the roping I was closing in on number one
D7 G
Now in dreams at night I ride on that silver saddle I never won
Am
Since she left me the whiskey takes me to the rodeo grounds
D7 G
Where the cowboys think I'm handy I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
C
I could ride 'em all
D7 G
The bulls and the broncs knew I was boss
A7
But the ride that woman took me on broke a whole lot more
D7
Than this old cowboy's bones
G Am
While the tears on my makeup melts my painted smile into a frown
D7 G
The crowd thinks I'm a dandy I'm Bandy the rodeo clown
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