Rodeo

E 2 3 There comes a son, A son of angels (3) Carrying an empty glass E 2 Trying to fill it to the surface 3 Well tell your thirst love has passed E 2 You carry on, carry the world 3 You must get worn with all the weight E 2 3 I take it in but you won't no where (3) And no where's where we're headed fast Bm A E Oh, oh, Rodeo Bm A A Slow turning to and fro Bm A E Oh, oh, Rodeo A Where we land no one knows E 2 3 no one knows...