E They’re threading hoops A And jumping styles They’re beating all of My time trials B It doesn't matter if they’re A Fillys or foals F#m They’re making me feel B So damn old A B I’m not angry, I’m just lost A B I want to get across E A I’m a one-trick pony in a E Rodeo town I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town They’ve got diamonds In their reins I’ve got rhinestones And disdain They toss their manes and Get applause I get asked if I’m In menopause I’m not angry, I’m just lost And I want to get across I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town G#m F#m When they get their turn in the darkness G#m C#m And see all these new racers in the harness I’ll still be running my old mile Making the rounds in my own style G#m C#m Without as many cheers it’s true F#m B At least I won’t be turned into glue I’m not angry, I’m the boss I just want to get across I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town I’m a one-trick pony in a Rodeo town