Hold It On The Road Lyrics

Brenn Hill

Muddy boots and slammin' chutes
Lyin' in the dust of old Cheyenne
Just another day
Gettin' on and gettin' gone
He's gonna make the next go-round any way he can
He's sure it's gonna pay

And though he plays an old guitar
And he writes a song or two
He don't think he's Johnny Cash and he don't want you to
He's just a workin' man
Doin' the best he can

CHORUS:
And we gotta hold it on the road
'Cause these old hills are gettin' higher
We gotta hold it on the road
'Cause these old eyes are gettin' tired
So saddle up it's time to go
Man we just keep gettin' older
Just another rodeo
Just another cowboy show
We gotta hold it on the road

I write country songs about the rights and wrongs
And the broken hearts healin' up on the old dance floor
In three-quarter time
Swingin' doors and sawdust floors
And every night's the same as the one before
I never save a dime

And though I love the rodeo
And my cowboy hat and boots
I don't think I'm Casey Tibbs and I don't want you to
I'm just a workin' man
Doin' the best I can

CHORUS

Just another rodeo
Just another cowboy show
We gotta hold it on the road

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