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Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she’d give half of Texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love’s in Tulsa
And she knows he’s gonna go
Well it ain’t no woman flesh and blood
It’s that damned old rodeo

Well it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a Sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo

She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls him
And her back’s against the wall
And it’s So long girl I’ll see you
When it’s time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo

Well it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a Sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo
It’ll drive a cowboy crazy
It’ll drive the man insane
And he’ll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he’ll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin’
This dream they call rodeo

Well it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a Sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo

It’s the broncs and the blood
It’s the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo

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Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Gettin’ a job
Sweat and grime
Bound to come some day
Now i’m not sure about the rules
Make them as they play
That’s alright
That’s okay
I’ve seen it all before
They smile at you and shake your hand
Then throw you out the door
All that i need to know
Well i loved it where the trumpets show
Won the ribbons at the rodeo
But lost them on the way home
Oh when the cold wind blows
And i watch the stars and feel their glow
I realize that i’ll never know
So down and out i go
Looking back along the trail
Thought i saw your face
Tired and worn
Your eyes turned gray
Tried to find a place
That’s alright
That’s okay
It’s the only way to go
So smile at me and shake your head
As you stumble to the floor
All that i need to know
Well i loved where the trumpets show
Won the ribbons at the rodeo
But lost them on my way home
Oh where the cold wind blows
And i watch the stars and feel their glow
I realize that i’ll never know
So down and out i go
All that i need to know
Why i love it when they slam the door
Guess that’s just the way it goes
At the rodeo

Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão


Silkk(echoin himself):
Now i’m bout to take the world into a no limit rodeo (feel this)
P can ya understand this one?
Now see we gonna keep it bout it and rowdy
Now i got mia x, big ed and ya know when i’m in here, silkk the shocker
It’s bout to get serious, so i’m gonna get the world bucked up

Big ed and mia x
Where my cowgirls at, here we go, where my cowboys (x2)
Get on the dance floor
Unnhh (yea)
Get on the dance floor

Silkk:
To my thugs(thugs), i say my cowboys(cowboys)grab ya’ll lassos and um(mama
Mia)
All my cowgirls(cowgirls), saddle up, cause yo i’m bout to ride it(ride it
With me)
I got somethin new(big ed) ride with us

Big ed:
I got a new dance for ya

Silkk:
Big ed tell em how it go

Big ed:
It’s called the rodeo
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips
Put your left arm up, dip, and buck your hips(do it till your saddles right)
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips(come on, bump your hips)
(come on, buck your hips)
(do it till your saddles right)
Put your right arm up, dip, and buck your hips
Put your left arm up, dip, and buck your hips(come on)
Saddle me up, come and ride this buckin bronco
Work it out baby, video for the peep show
Dosy doe at the alamo
Twist your hips like a tornado, explode like a volcano
Bounce up and down like a po-go
Your love it got me fiennin like a nympho, hit ya with the gusto
Erotic trust as we undergo orgasmic eruptions
Baskin in the after glow
I slam my boy like big 5 and domino
Screamin my name like old ladies screamin bingo!
I got ya shakin excess, climactic combos
She’s tryin to be quit bittin the pillows
It seems it get wetter the farther in i go
You want me to go deeper? cause baby i go plenty mo
You can pull my slot all night like a casino
So you can ride me baby, fast or slow

Chorus:(x4)
Ride like a buckin bronco(ride it, ride it, come on come on)
(do you like that)
In the rodeo, a rodeo (ride it ride it, come on come on)
(tell me do you like that)
Ride like a buckin bronco(ride it, ride it, come on come on)
(i know you like that)
In the rodeo, a rodeo (ride it ride it, come on come on)
(tell me do you like that)

Silkk:
Come on,come on, come on, come on
Grab the lasso, and let me rope them hips
Look i love them tryin take all of it, bittin your lip
Walked in dimonds shine look true that there
Everybody talkin bout look, who that there
Can’t let a good thing pass me
Come on boo an get sassy
(boy you nasty)
I know
Forget about your man, see if you can take this
I don’t hate unless it be fake, time to bust, get rape an switch(switch)
Flex the lex, now i’m like sex in the benz
Sex unstoppable is it possible to have sex and be friends
So come and ride this bronco, buck and dip
Can you picture this skinny cowboy, between them hips
No limit soldier, so come and ride me baby
Hard to stop when i’m inside ya baby
Now it’s the new sheriff in town, down and dirty
Tryin to get this chick to serve me, ya heard me?
Ride it

Chorus:(x4)

Mia x:
Got your saddle on, now baby i’m a getty up
First i rock steady get it wetter then i buck
Having you screamin my name, (mama mia) sugar walls top rankin
Keep a nigga peelin off the frequency be bankin, ah
Let her take a spankin when i ride it back, was fake you out
Playa roll when you ain’t shit like an actor
Mac the, wieldest niggas mama tie em down
Silkk scarfs, hand cuffs, ghetto rodeo style now
I can ride for miles, so daddy can you keep up
Gaurenteed to knock that ass out like you been beat up
Heat up, hotter than july, cause big girls don’t cry
We take it all stride out, slides up and down
Bounces all around, works it twerks it
Buy miss pussy crown, i wears it
I swears it’s gonna (for real) be a cold day in hell no doubt
To ever say you want me out at the rodeo(uunhh)

Chorus:(x4)

Silkk and big ed:
Where the cowgirls at where they at
The bay richmond
Where the cowgirls at where they at
L.a. california
Where the cowgirls at where they at
New orleans, louisiana
Where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at where they at
Miami, florida
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Atlanta, georgia
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Charlette the caralinas
Where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at where the cowgirls at
There they go
New york east-coast
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Chicago, illinos
Where they at where they at there they go
Cleveland, ohio
Where the cowgirls at there they go
Houston, texas
Where they at there they go
Jackson, mississippi
Where they at there they go there they go there they go
North mid-west down-south west-coast
Ungh!
(rodeo)

Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she’d give half of texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love’s in tulsa
And she knows he’s gonna go
Well, it ain’t no woman, flesh and blood
It’s that damned old rodeo.

(chorus)
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.

She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls a man
And her back’s against the wall
And it’s "so long girl, i’ll see you."
When it’s time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo

*chorus*
It’ll drive a cowboy crazy
It’ll drive the man insane
And he’ll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he’ll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin’
This dream they call rodeo.

*chorus*
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.
It’s the broncs and the blood
It’s the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo

Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she’d give half of texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love’s in tulsa
And she knows he’s gonna go
Well, it ain’t no woman, flesh and blood
It’s that damned old rodeo.

(chorus)
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.

She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls a man
And her back’s against the wall
And it’s "so long girl, i’ll see you."
When it’s time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo

*chorus*
It’ll drive a cowboy crazy
It’ll drive the man insane
And he’ll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he’ll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin’
This dream they call rodeo.

*chorus*
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.
It’s the broncs and the blood
It’s the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo

Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

His eyes are cold and restless
His wounds have almost healed
And she’d give half of texas
Just to change the way he feels
She knows his love’s in tulsa
And she knows he’s gonna go
Well, it ain’t no woman, flesh and blood
It’s that damned old rodeo.

(chorus)
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.

She does her best to hold him
When his love comes to call
But his need for it controls a man
And her back’s against the wall
And it’s "so long girl, i’ll see you."
When it’s time for him to go
You know the woman wants her cowboy
Like he wants his rodeo

*chorus*
It’ll drive a cowboy crazy
It’ll drive the man insane
And he’ll sell off everything he owns
Just to pay to play her game
And a broken home and some broken bones
Is all he’ll have to show
For all the years that he spent chasin’
This dream they call rodeo.

*chorus*
Well, it’s bulls and blood
It’s dust and mud
It’s the roar of a sunday crowd
It’s the white in his knuckles
The gold in the buckle
He’ll win the next go ‘round
It’s boots and chaps
It’s cowboy hats
It’s spurs and latigo
It’s the ropes and the reins
And the joy and the pain
And they call the thing rodeo.
It’s the broncs and the blood
It’s the steers and the mud
And they call the thing rodeo

Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Laughin’ like gypsies show to show
Living my life like a rolling stone
This is how my story unfolds
Traveling man, never at home
Can’t find love so i sleep alone
This whisky river has a long way to flow
All that i know is life on this road
Long way from home
In this rodeo
Rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Not my home
Another day, another night on stage
Lights go down, time to turn the page
Was this all i ever wanted to be
Six hundred miles the highway calls
Another long day now the hours get small
Riding out this rock and roll rodeo
All that i know is life on this road
Long way from home
In this rodeo
Rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Not my home
All that i know
Is life on this road
Long way from home
In this rodeo
Rodeo, rodeo, rodeo, rodeo
Not my home

Rodeo (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

There comes a son,
A son of angels
Carrying an empty glass
Trying to fill it to the surface
Well tell your thirst love has passed

You carry on, carry the world
You must get worn with all the weight
I take it in but you won’t no where
And no where’s where we’re headed fast
(past?)

[chorus]
Oh, oh, rodeo
Slow turning to and fro
Oh, oh, rodeo
Where we land (laugh??) no one knows
(no one knows..)

We’re not blind to what it is
In other words, the ignorant kind
Well life is short, but oh it’s wide
It’s wide enough to read your mind
[sometimes she says "to blow my mind"]

Well i believe in ever-after
Just in case what’s after that
Don’t i love you like the angels
And could you ever love me back?

[chorus]

Strangers now we are becoming
Stranger now we have become
If any (fiction???) every returns
Returned by the coolest one

[chorus]

Rodeo (Letra)

Garth Brooks

Garth Brooks

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

[Intro: Method Man]
Yeah… yeah (come on ride in my rodeo, come on ride in my rodeo)
This one of another one of them nasty M-E-F joints, come on, come on
Come on (come on ride in my rodeo, come on ride in my rodeo)

[Method Man]
To all the chicks with they asses thick
Out the whole click, she the baddest bitch
Dose-doh, round your partner, switch
Clan in Da Front, we be starting shit
No don’t trip, dog, spark ‘em, quick
Holla when a real nigga talkin’, trick
We got grip, but we ain’t spendin’ shit
You and your friends, stop pretendin’ trip

[Ludacris]
Let a nigga get nut pushed, better yet let a nigga get some head
I work ‘em, work ‘em or feed ‘em, burp ‘em, then jerk ‘em, instead
I get my nuts pushed, on the bottom to the top of your gums
I feel your slurpin’, slurpin, I’m skeetin’ and squirtin’ your tongue
And I got about 5 grand, but I won’t be spendin’ a dime
See cuz overspendin’s a crime and I can’t be spendin’ my time
If you get your guts pushed, could be of cuz Luda and Meth
Could be of cuz we do it best, could be of cuz we screw ‘em to death

[Chorus: Method Man (Ludacris)]
Come up out of them dirty clothes (bend on over and touch them toes)
Uh-oh, we-oh, we-oh! (Come on and ride this rodeo)
(Meth & Luda we lock and load) Round your partner, now dose-doh
(Uh-oh, we-oh, we-oh!) Come on and ride this rodeo

[Ludacris]
I wonder where about five bottles of gin, models that wanna swallow
And wobble, gobble again, tell a couple of friends
I slap that ass, bitch, take a look and see what you got in
Cuz I’ve been schemin’ and plottin’, to have you breathin’ and stoppin’

[Method Man]
What we talkin’ bout? Pussy poppin’, car hoppin’ women
See ‘em watchin’, clockin’, pigeons
Flockin’ Luda they jockin’, lightin’ buddha, and boots is rockin’
Nameless hoes, take ‘em brainless with painted toes
Famous, she code, twerkin’ pussy, hurtin’, workin’ that pose

[Ludacris]
They wanna raise that pussy tab, price and position
Enticin’ these women, given the proper juice
Life that they livin’, hope that they double deuce
Shifted ass cheeks, last week and Ludacris is backseat
Afraid so, ask son, taste them

[Method Man]
Now watch me, dog ‘em, freak ‘em
Out every weekend, she puttin’ APB’s on my dick
I keep on bettin’ and breathin’, where’s my pants, I’m leavin’
I’m speakin’ facts, mamies creepin’ and they cheatin’
They even sleepin’ with mats, some be eatin’ that cat
I’m teasin’, indecent expose, Method be tweakin’
Keep pussies leakin’ through pantyhoes, marijuana smell on my clothes
This evening, these bunnies got me on swoll, I bust and reload
Honey, break out the ‘dro and give me some mo’, on the rodeo

[Chorus w/ Luda & Meth switching lines]