Tellin a Story by The brady wilson band Lyrics

Mammas Don't Let Your Babies Grow up to be Cowboys
I guess Mamma never heard Waylon sing that song
'Cause I'm still pickin' guitars and drivin' big ole trucks
And I been out on the road for way too long

Amarillo By Morning is where I'll be
And I'm still trying to make Cheyenne
And all my life I've heard [?] but now I can finally see
That they're tellin' the story of a rodeo man

So here's to Garth and here's to George
Here's to willie and here's to Waylon
I think I finally understand
All the songs that you've been singin' and this life I'm livin'
They're tellin' the story of a rodeo man

She knows my loves in Tulsa
She knows I'm gonna go
'Cause I can't stand to miss the rodeo
My love for it controls me
And my backs against the wall
I know this rodeo life been hard on us all
So here's to Garth and here's to George
Here's to willie and here's to Waylon
I think I finally understand
All the songs that you've been singin' and this life I'm livin'
They're tellin' the story of a rodeo man

Yeah what's she gonna do with a cowboy
When I don't saddle up and ride away
That ol' white line's getting longer and the saddle's getting cold
And I'm much too young to feel this damn old

So here's to Garth and here's to George
Here's to willie and here's to Waylon
And God Bless Chris LeDoux
All the songs that you've been singin' and this life I'm livin'
They're tellin' the story of a rodeo man

So here's to Garth and here's to George
Here's to willie and here's to Waylon
And God Bless Chris LeDoux
I think I finally understand
All the songs that you've been singin' and this life I'm livin'
They're tellin' the story of a rodeo man