Took my last fall in San Diego Bus headed north one headed south I call a farm in Colorado And I lift a dusty pay phone to my mouth
She says hello I say it's me hon Sorry I stayed away so long Tell the kids thier old man's through with playin' rodeo Cause if it's alright with you I'm comin' home
Well there's silence on the line She says you sure did take your time But I still need a man for the things a man is good for You know how it is raisin' crops and raisin' kids Demands a man at least as fit as you are So come on git on home there's hay that needs a mowin' A boy that needs a whippin' and a hundred things to do I hope you've finally found your mind To leave that rodeo behind I've spent half my life just waitin' here for you
I guess that nows the time I'd better tell her Hon I've got this old friend that's here with me He used to be a cowboy and a good one so they say But now his legs are crippled he can't walk you see But hon you ought to hear him tell his stories Sing the old songs play the guitar too I'd really like to show him Colorado But I thought I'd better leave it up to you
Well there's silence on the line And now I hear her sayin' Babe I only need a man for the things a man is good for And you know how it is a place just half this big Demands a man at least as fit as you are Put yourself in his place it'd awful hard to face All the chores and work and nothing he could do If you want to know my mind leave that rodeo bum behind Don't waste our time I'm waitin' here for you
Well cryin's just for kids I put down the phone Fumble with my crutches movin' slow I wish that I was on the bus that's Colorado bound And I hope the weather's nice in MexicoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
