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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chayce Beckham
Chayce Beckham
Vocals
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Background Vocals
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Drums
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Bass
Ilya Toshinskiy
Ilya Toshinskiy
Acoustic Guitar
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Jeff Roach
Jeff Roach
Keyboards
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Pedal Steel Guitar
Jeneé Fleenor
Jeneé Fleenor
Fiddle
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chayce Beckham
Chayce Beckham
Songwriter
Stephen Wilson Jr.
Stephen Wilson Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ross Copperman
Ross Copperman
Producer
Buckley Miller
Buckley Miller
Recording Engineer
Tate Sablatura
Tate Sablatura
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kam Luchterhand
Kam Luchterhand
Recording Engineer
Jason Hall
Jason Hall
Mixing Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
You say you love cowboys
Or at least the ones you've seen on TV
Saddle up Shadow on the brow, boys
Always makin' that life look so easy
[PreChorus]
And all the ways you'd have to break and bend
For you to fall in love with
[Chorus]
Well, this old rodeo, you'd have to be a fool
To take a chance on a chance-taker, dancin' with the bulls
Well, it's a crazy, dangerous game
You can't say you ain't been warned
It ain't the roses, it's the thorns, dear
And they grow on steers' horns, yeah
In this old rodeo
In this old rodeo
[Verse 2]
You say you wanna settle down
Well, in a big ol' house on a piece of land
And maybe have a kid or two
But I was born with the pedal down
And there ain't no brakes, darlin'
You can't have your cake and eat it too
[Chorus]
In this old rodeo, you'd have to be a fool
To take a chance on a chance-taker, dancin' with the bulls
Well, it's a crazy, dangerous game
You can't say you ain't been warned
It ain't the roses, it's the thorns, dear
And they grow on steers' horns, yeah
In this old rodeo
In this old rodeo
[Instrumental]
Well, all the ways you'd have to break and bend
For you to fall in love with
[Chorus]
This old rodeo, you'd have to be a fool
Take a chance on a chance-taker, dancin' with the bulls
Well, it's a crazy, dangerous game
You can't say you ain't been warned
It ain't the roses, it's the thorns, dear
And they grow on steers' horns, yeah
In this old rodeo
In this old rodeo
In this old rodeo
In this old rodeo
Written by: Chayce Beckham, Stephen Wilson Jr.
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