i d like it if they d play it the regular way that is the regular way july tried to take my mind with bourbon and disease august s gonna kill me if she can but 8500k west of here there s a place so true and dear colorado my tie s for you it s true got a temper and an eye for truth got a shot to shit sweet tooth and i don t need a day job where i ll wither every day headin for the mountains where i think i m gonna stay bury me at the rodeo show the only home i ll ever know where the rivers run with rye the grass is fine and you can burn like an inferno til all hell seems the lesser dead dreams at the rodeo show