Joade The Rodeo Clown
(Chimp Robertson)
Gather round boys and a tale I will tell
About Joade the rodeo clown
This happy feller keep the cowboys together
After they hit the ground
He once was a fighter and a saddle bronc rider
And all around hell of a hand
But a bull got him down away from the clownin'
He lived but not ride again
But rodeo was burned deep in his soul
And his heart just wouldn't let go
He didn't want cowboys hooked by the bulls
So he took to clowin' the show
With grease paint and red nose and baggy old clothes
His track shoes barrel and broom
He earned his keep a fightin' the bulls
And savin' us hard ridin' fools
I was down in the well and hung in my rope
In a show in old west Texas town
The man who saved me from changin' hells
Was Joade the rodeo clown
The bull gored old Joade with his terrible old horns
Then stomped and mauled him around
One of my buddies dragged me away
But Joade lay dead on the ground
The preacher they found for the funeral
Well he didn't have a whole lot to say
He didn't know Joade or about rodeo life
So all he could do was to pray
There's many a cowboy that owes him his life
And the children all loved him too
There were lines on his face and each one was a trace
Of the laughter the miles and the blues
So bar keep and he just better set em up again
I'm buyin' this next round
And if there's any man here who can't drink to old Joade
Then he better just get the hell out
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