There's a young man that I know whose age is twenty-one.
Comes from down in southern Colorado.
Just out of the service, he's lookin' for his fun.
Someday soon; goin' with him, someday soon.
My parents cannot stand him 'cos he rides the rodeo.
My father says that he will leave me cryin',
I would follow him right down the roughest road I know.
Someday soon; goin' with him, someday soon.
But when he comes to call, my pa ain't got a good word to say.
Guess it's 'cos he's just as wild in his younger days.
So blow, you old Blue Northern; blow my love to me.
He's ridin' in tonight from California.
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me.
Someday soon; goin' with him, someday soon.
When he comes to call, my pa ain't got a word to say.
Guess it's 'cos he's just as wild in his younger days.
So blow, you old Blue Northern; blow my love to me.
He's ridin' in tonight from California.
He loves his damned old rodeo as much as he loves me.
Someday soon; goin' with him, someday soon.
Someday soon; goin' with him, someday soon.
Writer(s): Ian Tyson
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