Chris Ledoux - Joade The Rodeo Clown lyrics

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 clown 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 barreled and bloomed 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 chain and 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 barkeep get with it and 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