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Mothers of the rodeo Like anyone who's watched a lover go And their blood thrown down Torn and tossed around Baby, say you'll stay with me We'll build a bridge across it carefully Just let them lie, don't throw At least our river goes Do, do, do, do . . . Mothers of the boys in grey Palms and kisses that were blown away Like this cask and drum Music borne from blood Baby, say you'll stay with me I've lost my money and my family Well I've got friends beside We drink by riverside Satan and the Holy Ghost Like any mother of the rodeo From the flaws they've found Much like no one else I'll be waiting faithfully Until baby says she'll stay with me Let their bible burn Around this river's turn From Letras Mania