Nothing I do seems to work
Yes, it's my funny old quirk
Never had a dream come true
Yes, what on earth might I do

Like to ride in a rodeo
Just to give the world a show
Bumps and kicks and grinds to sound
Broncho had me on the ground

Prove my strength to all the gals
As my heart needs to make pals
I climb upon the wild ride
Back on the dust without pride

So you see my friends to show
The heart and soul that I know
Makes one act without logic
A broken hip should dodge it

Know one cares for the loser
After which was a bozer
Singing the same old tired song
What I did do seems so wrong

Just to make friends and get laughs
Needed to take a long bath
Console in bubbles of ease
Rather subject to a tease

Now I'm laughing so inside
The bruises are my ol' pride
Funny days go and do come
What is the old magic sum?

Feel a success and not fall
Gal on my arm and have it all!