I like your twisted point of view, Mike  

I like your questioning eyebrows 

You've made it pretty clear what you like 

It's only fair to tell you now  



that I leave early in the morning 

and I won't be back till next year  

I see that kiss-me pucker forming  

but maybe you should plug it with a beer, cause 



Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock'n'roll band  

I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand  

Home was anywhere with diesel gas - Love was a trucker's hand  

Never stuck around long enough for a one night stand 

Before you kiss me you should know 

Papa was a rodeo 



The light reflecting off the mirror ball 

looks like a thousand swirling eyes 

They make me think I shouldn't be here at all 

You know, every minute someone dies 



What are we doing in this dive bar 

How can you live in a place like this 

Why don't you just get into my car 

and I'll take you away I'll take that kiss now, but 



(boy) Papa was a rodeo... 



And now it's 55 years later 

We've had the romance of the century 

After all these years wrestling gators 

I still feel like crying when I think of what you said to me 



Papa was a rodeo... 



Before you kiss me you should know - Papa was a rodeo  

What a coincidence, your Papa was a rodeo too