Calgary Snow

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Last Friday she said to me, hey 
Billy Joe, did you know either me or
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 the rodeo goes?
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so I packed up and left her in 
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Waco and drove up to ride on the 
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bulls in the Calgary snow
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saw a sign that said riders and 
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hauled all my rigging inside
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where the fellas was braggin', and 
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drawing stock we would ride
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I was doin' the same till I looked 
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at the name that I'd drawn
then I stood there and silently 
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cried
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oh you Calgary snow
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I can't let the rodeo go
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hurtin' more than my pride on a 
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bull I can't ride
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lays me low, in the Calgary snow


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well, I knew I was beat in the hat 
when I drew it
and it started me drinkin', to think
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 of the brute
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till I managed to wreck my left 
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knee and my ankle between the damn 
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bull and the side of the chute


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and I'm thinkin' out loud as I fly 
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through the clouds to the ground
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hey Billy, maybe you aint' the most
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 dynamite rider around
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cause you're kickin' too late 
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comin' out of the gate boy but 
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you're great comin' gracefully down


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well, I know that I'm blown in the 
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chute on the first go round
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so I give 'em my ole "what the 
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hell" grin as I get up off the 
ground
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and right then I'm thinkin' I ain't
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 taken to Calgary much
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ain't nothin' back in my room but 
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a broom I can use for a crutch


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And it's cold, lord, it's cold in 
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the Calgary wind
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when you knowin' that you gotta 
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ride the day morning again
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ain't no whiskey nor either nor 
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platens nor pills
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gonna deaden the pain and chills
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of the Calgary wind
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but what more is a broken down 
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rodeo cowboy to do?
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but stove up in Canada watchin' 
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his bruises turn blue
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there's only one road gonna lead 
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back to Waco and you
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and it runs out of chute number two


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oh you Calgary snow
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I can't let that rodeo go
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hurtin' more than my pride on a 
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bull I can't ride
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lays me low in the Calgary snow