[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jesse Daniel Wilkinson
[00:08.900]Clayton was a cowboy from Branson, Colorado
[00:12.790]He never had a drink he didn't like
[00:16.667]And every chance that he would get, he'd turn it up full throttle
[00:20.537]I guess that's just the way old Clayton liked to live his life
[00:40.293]His mama always told him not to worship any idols
[00:44.271]Puttin' faith in man will almost always let you down
[00:48.171]Drivin' cross the country, he was winnin' all the titles
[00:52.079]Breakin' hearts along the way and livin' town to town
[00:57.288]Out west of the Rockies, up in Northern California
[01:00.614]Through the ridin' and the ropin', a young lady caught his eye
[01:04.791]She asked him, "Would you like to dance?"
[01:06.750]And he said, "I've gotta warn ya
[01:08.594]I was born with two left feet, but I can give it my best try"
[01:14.266]Nothin' good lasts forever
[01:18.122]Doesn't mean you shouldn't try
[01:22.116]They say it's better late than never
[01:25.155]Hell can wait until tomorrow
[01:27.180]He's got one more bull to ride
[02:02.911]He pulled into a rodeo somewhere in Oklahoma
[02:06.893]Wind was blowin' strong and kicked the dust into his eyes
[02:10.768]He walked into a field to smell the flowers' sweet aroma
[02:14.610]Said a cowboy's prayer and then he looked up to the sky
[02:19.606]They paired him with an angry bull whose name was El Diablo
[02:23.385]Tied the rope down tight and the gates swung open wide
[02:27.457]He bucked him off the side, but his hand just wouldn't let go
[02:31.334]The clowns all tried to save him as the crowd looked on in fright
[02:36.880]Nothin' good lasts forever
[02:40.754]Doesn't mean you shouldn't try
[02:44.698]They say it's better late than never
[02:47.662]Hell can wait until tomorrow
[02:49.653]He's got one more bull to ride
[03:00.946]A somber wave of silence swept over the arena
[03:04.783]As Clayton lay there lyin' on the cold and dirty ground
[03:08.844]'Cause Clayton was a cowboy from Branson, Colorado
[03:15.087]His ramblin' days are over, this old cowboy's homeward bound

作曲 : Jesse Daniel Wilkinson
Clayton was a cowboy from Branson, Colorado
He never had a drink he didn't like
And every chance that he would get, he'd turn it up full throttle
I guess that's just the way old Clayton liked to live his life
His mama always told him not to worship any idols
Puttin' faith in man will almost always let you down
Drivin' cross the country, he was winnin' all the titles
Breakin' hearts along the way and livin' town to town
Out west of the Rockies, up in Northern California
Through the ridin' and the ropin', a young lady caught his eye
She asked him, "Would you like to dance?"
And he said, "I've gotta warn ya
I was born with two left feet, but I can give it my best try"
Nothin' good lasts forever
Doesn't mean you shouldn't try
They say it's better late than never
Hell can wait until tomorrow
He's got one more bull to ride
He pulled into a rodeo somewhere in Oklahoma
Wind was blowin' strong and kicked the dust into his eyes
He walked into a field to smell the flowers' sweet aroma
Said a cowboy's prayer and then he looked up to the sky
They paired him with an angry bull whose name was El Diablo
Tied the rope down tight and the gates swung open wide
He bucked him off the side, but his hand just wouldn't let go
The clowns all tried to save him as the crowd looked on in fright
Nothin' good lasts forever
Doesn't mean you shouldn't try
They say it's better late than never
Hell can wait until tomorrow
He's got one more bull to ride
A somber wave of silence swept over the arena
As Clayton lay there lyin' on the cold and dirty ground
'Cause Clayton was a cowboy from Branson, Colorado
His ramblin' days are over, this old cowboy's homeward bound