Hogtied Like a Rodeo

The White Buffalo - Country, Outlaw Country
Hogtied Like a Rodeo
3 Plays
Duration: 3:40
Lyrics
Cold, colder than the night before He told you, yesterday seems like a life ago He sold you anything, he finds and steals They stole his mind, and it sits in a jar with the feds He misbehaves It must be his mother's fault Rat race just passed him on by I said hold him down He acts like a lunatic Hogtied like a rodeo and off to jail Grow, well he's growing more paranoid and insane He told you, he's a homeless millionaire with a tale One more, one more dime so he can get some rocks Bold, hustling tourists in the parking lot He misbehaves It must be his mother's fault Rat race just passed him on by I said hold him down He acts like a lunatic Hogtied like a rodeo and off to jail Well he don't look so good today I said, oh Lord Staring through the cars at the window Across the street Well his eyes are crazed, wild, glazed The pigs they come, they're gonna shake him down Shake him down He misbehaves It must be his mother's fault, oh Rat race just passed him on by I said hold him down He acts like a lunatic Hogtied like a rodeo and off to jail
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- The White Buffalo