Testo: Garth Brooks. Scarecrow. Rodeo Or Mexico.

For a change, I headed South across the border
Or the pesos and a different horse to ride
I'd be back to make the rodeo in Waco
But that was long before I saw them dark brown eyes

With long black hair and English bad and broken
Her body said the words she couldn't find
As I hung on every word she left unspoken
The question started leaning on my mind

Rodeo or Mexico
They both can keep a cowboy satisfied
Rodeo or Mexico
The only way I know how to decide
Is just to get on and ride

We danced all night beneath that sheet of cotton
And you just don't tell a girl like that goodbye
But the cowboy life ain't easily forgotten
Though lying there I couldn't help but wonder why

Rodeo or Mexico
They both can keep a cowboy satisfied
Rodeo or Mexico
The only way I know how to decide
Is just to get on and ride, get me on a ride, that's right

Well, the morning found the answer dawning on me
As I woke up to the sharp end of a knife
Well, he was screaming at the woman hanging on me
Does anybody know the Spanish word for wife?

Rodeo or Mexico
They both can keep a cowboy satisfied
Rodeo or Mexico
The only way I know how to decide
Is just to get on and ride, crawl up and ride