Took my last fall in san diego

Bus headed north one headed south

I call a farm in colorado

And i lift a dusty pay phone to my mouth





She says hello i say it's me hon

Sorry i stayed away so long

Tell the kids thier old man's through with playin' rodeo

Cause if it's alright with you i'm comin' home



Well there's silence on the line

She says you sure did take your time

But i still need a man for the things a man is good for

You know how it is raisin' crops and raisin' kids

Demands a man at least as fit as you are

So come on git on home there's hay that needs a mowin'

A boy that needs a whippin' and a hundred things to do

I hope you've finally found your mind

To leave that rodeo behind

I've spent half my life just waitin' here for you





I guess that nows the time i'd better tell her

Hon i've got this old friend that's here with me

He used to be a cowboy and a good one so they say

But now his legs are crippled he can't walk you see

But hon you ought to hear him tell his stories

Sing the old songs play the guitar too

I'd really like to show him colorado

But i thought i'd better leave it up to you



Well there's silence on the line

And now i hear her sayin'

Babe i only need a man for the things a man is good for

And you know how it is a place just half this big

Demands a man at least as fit as you are

Put yourself in his place it'd awful hard to face

All the chores and work and nothing he could do

If you want to know my mind leave that rodeo bum behind

Don't waste our time i'm waitin' here for you





Well cryin's just for kids i put down the phone

Fumble with my crutches movin' slow

I wish that i was on the bus that's colorado bound

And i hope the weather's nice in mexico