Saturday mornin', gettin' up a little early. Gonna sneak into town and buy you something pretty
for the dance tonight. Yeah, a little surprise...
There's a dress I know you've been a wantin'. That's the one I'll get. You're gonna look like something
from a picture show. Only better though...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

At the side of the road I'm pickin' you some wild flowers. Your favorite kind. I'll be the man of the hour.
At least, I hope so. Next thing I know...
Drivin' my truck like a rocket on a mission. I can't slow down not even for a minute. 
I'd drive a trillion miles just to see you smile...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

You're the woman of my dreams. An angel in real life. Everyday's a good day. Yeah, everyday feels alright.
You're the sweetness of honey. I could go on like this all day. I guess you could say you're eight seconds all the way.
You're the queen of my rodeo.

When I got home there was some huggin' and a kissin' from the front porch entry to the middle of the kitchen and you hadn't seen the dress. I'm truly blessed...
And when you did there was a natural celebration. Two scootin' tooters at the natural happy station.
I'm proud to say, I'll love you all the way...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

(instrumental break)

You're the woman of my dreams. An angel in real life. Everyday's a good day. Yeah, everyday feels alright.
You're the sweetness of honey. I could go on like this all day. I guess you could say you're eight seconds all the way.
You're the queen of my rodeo.

The night was over just as fast as it started. Couldn't wait to get home. Man, that was a party!
Girl, you made that dress. You'll never be second best.
When we got home there was some huggin' and a kissin' from the front porch entry to the middle of the kitchen. I'm proud to say, I'll love you all the way...
You're the queen of my rodeo.

Sunday mornin', getting up a little early...
Queen of my rodeo.
Queen of my rodeo.
Queen of my rodeo-o-o_____________.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

Five year old Johnny goes for a walk with his lifelong buddy, Sam the dog.
They went too far today. Sam and Johnny seemed to have lost their way.
A policeman pulls up...says, "Hey little buddy, what's wrong?"
As the tears rolled down his face, Johnny looks up and says...

"I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to be out here anymore.
Show me someone I know. Show me someone I know. I just want to go home."

Little Maddies' been ill most her life. Doctors aren't sure she'll see twenty-five.
So much she wants to do, but there's only one thing if she had to choose.
They come in with the news and it's not looking good.
As the tears welled in her eyes Maddie says "Doctors, if you don't mind...

I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to be in here anymore.
Show me someone I know. Show me someone I know. I just want to go home."

Where everybody loves me and I know everyone.
We'll laugh and sing and dance around like there's no tomorrow.

Dusty Myers joined up like his dad, and his dad and his dad before that.
Walking point on the line. Dusty Myers, well he took some shrapnel high.
Visions danced in his head as he lie there and bled.
With his army buddies close, Dusty leaned up and the last words he spoke...

"I want to go home. I want to go home. I don't want to be out here, it's getting cold.
Show me someone I know. Show me someone I know. I just want to go home".
Home...I just want to go home.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

Sun shines outside my window. A beautiful day I'd have to say.
I can't wait to get out there in it. Get some sunshine on my face.
I kiss my darlin' good morning as I jump up out of bed.
Getting ready for the race, the human race.

I meet my buddy at his house. He greets me with a funny line.
I shoot right back like just I always have. We're laughing in no time.
Racing down the freeway like Johnson and Stewart on the final lap.
He cuts me off on the offramp, hits a nail and gets a flat.
He laughs and says I'll pay. I said "but not today"!

Well every race is different for each and everyone. I guess that's what makes it all so much fun. The human race.

Soon we're on the jobsite. A little cuttin' up alot of working hard.
Before you know it it's lunchtime. These boys ain't punching no cards.
A pitstop in this race, this human race.
Well it's five-o-clock and someone pops a top. Tailgates are going down.
The jokes start flying. I almost started crying. These boys are the funniest around.

Well every race is different for each and everyone. I guess that's what makes it all so much fun. The human race.

Now I'm home, surrounded by my own. She makes me proud to be a man.
I think she knows what she means to me when she takes me by the hand.
She's the crew chief in this race, this humans race.
She'll tune me up for tomorrows race. She'll get me up for tomorrows race.

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing

I want to know you like the stars know the night. 
Fly away with you on a rocketship out of sight.
To be one with you...

I want to hold you. I want to look into your eyes. 
Let your name roll off my lips as I lay me down at night.
To be one with you. I just have to ask you...

Can I have you for the rest of my life? Would you love me with a need in your eyes?
And if I ask you to, would you go anywhere with me? Would you hold me close and not let go for infinity?

I want to love you. I want to make you smile. 
I'll go the distance. I'll pass the extra mile.
To be one with you. I just want to be with you...

So can I have you for the rest of my life? Would you love me with a need in your eyes?
And if I ask you to, would you go anywhere with me? Would you hold me close and not let go for infinity? For Infinity.

I'll let you have your way. I'll let you have your way. Just let me hear you say...

That you'll have me for the rest of my life. That you'll love me with a need in your eyes.
And if I ask you to, that you'll go anywhere with me. That you'll hold me close and not let go for infinity. For infinity.

I want to know you. I want to hold you. I want to love you for infinity. For infinity....

Words & Music by
Rick Underwood
©2008 Rumworks Publishing