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