C. James Conrad - RODEO CLOWN
Hi, Mom
Dad was a little late
Remember those summers at the lake
Give it a rest it was just a question
Enough with the accusations
I told him no need for a second cake
Its not a competition for heavens sake
No, I don’t call her mom
But Dad says it wont be long
Come on, Mom
You’re bringing me down
The jobs hard enough for a rodeo clown
We’ll talk more when I come to your town
Tell me you love your rodeo clown
Hi, Dad
Mom got a little lost
Remember the Christmas snow and frost
Give it a rest it was just a question
Enough with the detailed confession
I told her no need for the tinsel and tree
No, just mom, her friend and me
No, I just call him Brad
It’s not like that; Don’t get mad
Come on, Dad
You’re bringing me down
The jobs hard enough for a rodeo clown
We’ll talk more when I come to your town
Tell me you love your rodeo clown
The zipper was broke the pants were down
Come on laugh at me dancing around
My shows been split between two towns
Living the life of a rodeo clown
Come on, guys, you’re bringing me down
The jobs hard enough for a rodeo clown
My hearts been split between two towns
Living the life of a rodeo clown
Written by:
CHARLES CONRAD II
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