Story Behind the Song
As a Deputy Sheriff for the Los Angeles County Sheriff's Department, assigned to "Transportation Bureau," I wrote this song to salute the "Bus Rodeo" that the Bureau decided to adapt in the 1990's. This competition between Deputy bus drivers was taken directly from the MTA's "Bus Rodeo" that they conduct each year.
Lyrics
Rollin, rollin, rollin,
keep those buses goin
We dont have painted clowns,
To keep you laughing hard,
But we do have some Sergeants,
Standing in the yard,
And we dont have no bulls,
all penned up in a coup,
We just have bad guys,
that we transport,
In our hoop
And we dont have no trails,
Like cowboys used to ride,
We travel freeways and the highways,
All in stride,
And we dont carry beans and pork,
Like the old west,
To transport sandwiches and cookies,
Is our quest
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those buses goin
So now, weed like to show,
Just what we know,
Bus Rodeo,
Our skills,
will always grow,
We shall showcase,
Bus Rodeo
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those buses goin
(lead guitar)
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those buses goin
We dont ride horses,
And we dont take any flack,
We chain em up, move em out,
Then bring em back
And unlike cowboys,
we dont fall,
And break our bones,
We take our metal ride,
Maneuver through the cones
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those buses goin
We dont yell yee-hah, giddy-up,
Or look for fame,
We just say,
Last Three Numbers,
And,
Get on the chain,
And we dont have the smell of horses,
So dont fear,
Just our exhaust,
And the sound of changing gears
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those buses goin
So now, weed like to show,
Just what we know,
Bus Rodeo,
Our skills,
will always grow,
We shall showcase,
Bus Rodeo
Rollin, rollin, rollin, keep those buses goin
And our skills were gonna show, Transportations Rodeo.
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