There's a young man that I know

whose age is twenty one.

Comes from down in southern

Colorado.

Just out of the service,

he's looking for his fun.

Someday soon, goin' with him,

someday soon.

My parents can not stand him,

'cause he rides the rodeo.

My father says that he will

leave me cryin'.

I would follow him right down

the roughest road I know.

Someday soon, goin' with him,

someday soon.

But when he comes to call,

my pa ain't got a good word to say.

Guess it's 'cause he's just as wild

in his younger days.

So, blow you old, blue Norther,

blow my love to me.

He's ridin' in tonight from California.

He loves his damned old rodeo

as much as he he loves me

Someday soon, goin' with him,

someday soon.

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When he comes to call,

my pa ain't got a word to say.

Guess it's 'cause he's just as wild

in his younger days.

So, blow you old, blue Norther,

blow my love to me.

He's ridin' in tonight from California.

He loves his damned old rodeo

as much as he loves me.

Someday soon, goin' with him,

someday soon.

Someday soon, goin' with him,

someday soon.