This Ain't My First Rodeo (Album Version)

This Ain't My First Rodeo (Album Version) - Jamey Johnson/Lee Ann Womack

You say you're mama called

And you must go

She's down in the bed

And needs you so

And you don't know

If you'll be coming home tonight or not

But honey ain't your mama sick a lot

Lately you're head hurts every night

Could it be you wear your clothes too tight

Since you don't seem to hear

Or see a thing I say or do

Then I know there's nothing

I can do for you

This ain't my first rodeo

This ain't the first time

This old cowboy's been throwed

This ain't the first I've seen this dog

And pony show

This ain't my first rodeo

You're telling me you lost

You're wedding band

Somehow you say it

Slipped right off you're hand

And when I asked about those

Boxes stacked there by the door

You say it's just some old things

You don't wear no more

I didn't make it all the way through school

But my mama didn't raise any fool

I may not be the Einstein

Of our time

But honey I'm not dumb

And I'm not blind

This ain't my first rodeo

This ain't the first time

This old cowboy's been throwed

This ain't the first I've seen

This dog and pony show Honey

This ain't my first rodeo

This ain't my first rodeo

This ain't the first time

This old cowboy's been throwed

This ain't the first

I've seen this dog and pony show

Honey

This Ain't My First Rodeo

This Ain't My First Rodeo