Let's have a hand for that young cowboy and wish him better luck next time

I hope we'll see him up in Fargo or somewhere farther down the line

This time he sure drew a bad one one that nobody could ride

By the way he pulled his hat on you know he'd be there for the fight

And it's the classic contradiction the unavoidable affliction

And it don't take much to predict son the way it always goes

Cause one day she'll say she loves you and the next she'll be tired of you

And push'll always come to shove you on that midnight rodeo

He almost made it to the buzzer somehow he gave up in the end

He put one hand around the other and let that pick up man on in

It was his last chance to ride it now he'll have to move along

But he knows back in his mind that he won't be away for long

And it's the classic contradiction

I hope we'll see him up in Fargo or somewhere farther down the line

So let's have a hand for that young cowboy and wish him better luck next time