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Lyrics
Down at the rodeo the whispers flyin' 'round
Rogan strolls in boots, struttin' through the crowd
He's got a secret grin, a wink and cocky stance
Dancin' to the beat in the tightest denim pants
He donāt care what people say
Just smilinā as he walks his way
Lifeās too short to ever hide
Heās got pride, nothinā to deny
Oh, Rogan is gay, and he loves the wild life
He likes it in the butt, with a twinkle in his eye
Singinā āyee-hawā loud every Friday night
Heās the king of the hoedown under neon lights
In the saloon they cheer for him, les boys and all the girls
He rides that saddle wild, spurs flashing, rainbow twirls
Drinks his whiskey neat, no need for any shame
āCause Roganās being Rogan, loving life and loving fame
He donāt care what people say
Just smilinā as he walks his way
Lifeās too short to ever hide
Heās got pride, nothinā to deny
Oh, Rogan is gay, and he loves the wild life
He likes it in the butt, with a twinkle in his eye
Singinā āyee-hawā loud every Friday night
Heās the king of the hoedown under neon lights
Let the pickup trucks keep rollinā
Let those rumors fly around
Roganās boots keep strollinā
He owns this country town!
Oh, Rogan is gay, and he loves the wild life
He likes it in the butt, with a twinkle in his eye
Singinā āyee-hawā loud every Friday night
Heās the king of the hoedown under neon lightsSo raise your glass to Rogan proud
Sings his truth and says it loud
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