Rusty spurs a-hanging from a nail their on the wall
Cold winds a-blowing and the snow begins to fall
Old man a-dreamer in his rocking chair
Thinking 'bout the days gone by, wishing he was there

He used to rodeo and ride 'em mighty fine
Now he's old and crippled but he rides on in his mind
And I can tell, rodeo, you're doing the same to me
I feel like I'm fifty but I'm only twenty-three

Rodeo you take a boy and make a man so tall
Drink his youth and cast him by the way
What's he gonna do, now that he's through?
But sit and dream about the good old days

Old picture album he keeps there by his side
Holds cherised memories of broncs he used to ride
He thinks about his old friends and where they are today
Are they still living or have they passed away?

Rodeo you take a boy and make a man so tall
Drink his youth and cast him by the way
What's he gonna do, now that he's through?
But sit and dream about the good old days

Rodeo you take a boy and make a man so tall
Drink his youth and cast him by the way
What's he gonna do, now that he's through?
But sit and dream about the good old days