Caroline Herring - Ringside rodeo

She wears her cross ^Clike a tattoo ^Dm She needs identity ^Cjust like you ^Dm Life has treated her ^Cjust as hard ^GPlaying house in her own backyard ^Dm Now don't be looking ^Cfor one to fall ^Dm You know she fell a ^Clong time ago ^Dm Watch her riding, ^Crising high In the ^Gringside rode^Amo

Daisy-chain chande^Glier like a rosary And ^Amwildwood wallpaper ^Gsloping down on ^Cme ^AmDreams of patent leather ^Gon a Saturday night ^AmWake up on Sunday with the ^Gbirds at day^Clight ^Dm Who knows the voices in her ^Ghead A little ^Dmbread and wine could raise her from the ^Gdead ^Dm

She wears her cross ^Clike a tattoo ^Dm She needs identity ^Cjust like you ^Dm Life has treated her ^Cjust as hard ^GPlaying house in her own backyard ^Dm Now don't be looking ^Cfor one to fall ^Dm You know she fell a ^Clong time ago ^Dm Watch her riding, ^Crising high In the ^Gringside rode^Amo

Exit arch-framed do^Gors into a big ol' world ^Am Ain't she a woman,^G is she a little ^Cgirl ^Am Pillows frame the ^Gbeams of a big brass bed ^AmPink felt heart on a blue ribbon ^Ghanging over her^C head ^Dm Fools deny that angels take us ^Ghome But ^Dmyou and me we got places to ^Groam ^Dm

She wears her cross ^Clike a tattoo ^Dm She needs identity ^Cjust like you ^Dm Life has treated her ^Cjust as hard ^GPlaying house in her own backyard ^Dm Now don't be looking ^Cfor one to fall ^Dm You know she fell a ^Clong time ago ^Dm Watch her riding, ^Crising high In the ^Gringside rode^Co ^Dm She wears her cross ^Clike a tattoo ^Dm She needs identity ^Cjust like you ^Dm Life has treated her ^Cjust as hard ^GPlaying house in her own backyard