Some Day Soon

There's a young man that I know, just turned twenty-one
 Comes from down in southern Colorado
 Just out of the service and looking for his fun
 Someday soon, going with him someday soon
 My parents cannot stand him 'cause he works the rodeos
 They say, "he's not your kind, he'll leave you crying"
 If he asks, I'll follow him down the toughest row to hoe
 Someday soon, going with him someday soon
 When he visits me, my pa ain't got one good word to say
 Got a hunch he was as wild back in the early days
 So blow, you old blue norther, blow him back to me
 He's likely driving back from California
 He loves his damned old rodeos as much as he loves me
 Someday soon, going with him someday soon
 Someday soon, going with him someday soon