I was street smart, but unfortunately the street was Rodeo Drive.
I'm sort of a Walter Mitty. I got fewer brain cells than most people, so when I got friendly with cowboys, I started rodeoing. When I was calf-roping, there was something about the dirt that made me feel clean.
I wanted to be like my father, who was a cattle man and a rodeo roper. And that was - he was my hero, and I wanted to be more like him.
I love going to Rodeo Drive with my wife.
I had lots of breaks. I guess the one that got my foot in the door was singing the National Anthem at the National Finals Rodeo in Oklahoma City in '74.
Some guys work 125 to 130 rodeos a year. They're just goin' all the time.
A good old rodeo never hurt anyone.
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