Bucked Off

Its been a great ride but here we sit tonight
The look in her eyes says somethings wrong
This aint a wild bull, its just a bar stool
But its all I can do to just hang on
And George Straits on the jukebox in the corner
Singing about cowboys riding away, but
This aint my first rodeo
Someones gonna get hurt
Whenever someone says we need to talk
It feels like theres a number
Pinned on to the back of my shirt
Cause this is where the cowboy gets bucked off
Yeah, this is where the cowboy gets bucked off
You can go to Houston, Vegas or San Antone
And watch a bull rider hit the dirt
Or head down to this bar for a little cover charge
You can watch me get thrown by her
George Straits on the jukebox again
Says if I leave now I can still make Cheyenne, but
This aint my first rodeo
Someones gonna get hurt
So hey bartender, give me one more jug
It feels like theres a number
Pinned on to the back of my shirt
Cause this is where the cowboy gets bucked off
Yeah, this is where the cowboy gets bucked off
I think about those nights in Marina Del Rey
As this beautiful cowgirl slips away
But the pain only lasts so long
And when you get bucked off you get back on
It feels like theres a number
Pinned on to the back of my shirt
Cause this is where the cowboy gets bucked off
Yeah, this is where the cowboy gets bucked off