Rodeo Moon I took her daddy's old two-horse trailer I patched a place in the floor that was bare And we loaded up her barrel pony And a riggin' bag is all that I had Left with our suitcases filled with desire Four hundred dollars, two good spare tires
Chorus: Now our windshield's a painting that hangs in our room Changes with each mile like a radio tune We got up above, we'll make it on love Under the rodeo moon
Sometimes we sleep in a hotel
When we're ridin' that hot hand of luck Sometimes we crash at a friend's house Sometimes we just sleep in the truck At nighttime you'll find us out in the fast lane Stayin' one step ahead of snow, wind, and rain
Chorus Yeah we left with our suitcases filled with desire Four hundred dollars, two good spare tires