I met a rodeo cowboy in Billings, killing time trading stories and beer
And I asked him how he made a living, riding broncs and bull doggin' steers
Well he smiled as he tipped his hat slowly, he said friend it ain't all like it seems
While some folks are makin' a livin' others are livin' their dreams
And some cowboys ride for the buckle, some for the rodeo name
Some like the sound, or the thrill of the crowd, and others got no place to stay
Some do it for love and others for money, some ride for glory or fame
But through all of my seasons, of all of the reasons
I've stayed on this circuit for me
He said I've been on this suicide circuit for the best part of fifteen long years
Don't let this ol poker face fool you because beneath its a measure of fear
I've been beat, I've been down I've been busted, till my body was cryin' with pain
Take a couple of days, to shake it all off, then you do it all over again
And some cowboys ride...
I've stayed on this circuit for me