Aaron Watson - After the Rodeo Lyrics
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After the Rodeo
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What Are The Lyrics For After the Rodeo By Aaron Watson?
Just worn out truck, a coffee cup and
Another night out on the interstate It's not exactly where he thought he'd be When he reached this age There is an old man staring back at him in the rear view With a million miles of life in his eyes And makes him ask those questions he don't want to Oh, but it might be time Does a shooting star miss the sky When it hits the ground And how long can a woman go on loving you If you're not around The years are flying faster now So tell me how 8 seconds feel so slow And I wonder where old cowboys go After the rodeo There's a house and 80 acres he calls home When he is not on the road And a woman who's been true to him so long But lonely sure gets old Lately he's been thinking bout her all the time And on nights like this he'll miss her most of all His body and his mind knows that he needs to find A softer place to fall Does a shooting star miss the sky When it hits the ground And how long can a woman go on loving you If you're not around The years are flying faster now So tell me how 8 seconds feel so slow And I wonder where old cowboys go After the rodeo Lord I wonder where old cowboys go |
Who Wrote After the Rodeo By Aaron Watson?
Donald Edmond Rollins, Troy Olsen, Troy Lee Olsen
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What's The Duration Of The After the Rodeo By Aaron Watson?The duration of After the Rodeo is 4:15 minutes and seconds. |
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