But nothin' makes it better
You wouldn't understand
It's not the shitty weather
It's just the way I am
'Cause he's a real straight shooter
And I'm the cryin' fool
You said I was a loser
Did you have to be so cruel?
Force my hands
Try to be the bigger man
Well, it's lonely on this ranch
I'm just your rodeo clown
So, pick me up, just to knock me down
I'm just your rodeo clown
Broken heart and a painted frown
All my friends are in the city
But my heart is in Vermont
It don't matter if she's pretty
I could never leave thе barn
Force my hands
Try to be the biggеr man
Well, it's lonely on this ranch
I'm just your rodeo clown
So, pick me up, just to knock me down
I'm just your rodeo clown
Broken heart and a painted frown
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