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Not My First Rodeo

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A singer-songwriter song about competence under chaos. The man at the center of a $10M Vegas event — running on coffee, radio chatter, and muscle memory — wearing a lapel pin that reads NOT MY FIRST RODEO as half-joke, half-armor. The verses are three parallel storms (the show, the woman, the house). The chorus is the body that knows where to go. By the bridge, watching the room finally feel what he meant it to feel, the pin he's been wearing as a joke has become true.

Lyrics
[Intro]

[Solo acoustic guitar, close mic, gentle entry]

[Verse 1]
Seven forty-seven and I got Cherubs watching me
Somebody else's coffee, somebody else's voice
Wash is going purple, lots to do by morning
Body keeps moving when the mind wants to spin

[Chorus]
Let it come, let it spin, let it ride
Pin on the chest, takin' it in stride
World gets loud, body knows where to go
No, this ain't my first rodeo

[Verse 2]
Phone keeps lighting up between the radio calls
Her name on the screen — she's chasing, I'm trying to stay clean
Pink mesh in an envelope — boldest thing I've seen
She's texting me emojis — and I'm feeling kinda green

[Chorus]
Let it come, let it spin, let it ride
Pin on the chest, takin' it in stride
World gets loud, body knows where to go
No, this ain't my first rodeo

[Verse 3]
Phone's ringing again — every six minutes, every nine
Forty for this, eight bucks for that
But Magnolia's there — she's safe and she's home
Tell her I miss her. Tell her I'm coming home

[Chorus]
Let it come, let it spin, let it ride
Pin on the chest, takin' it in stride
World gets loud, body knows where to go
No, this ain't my first rodeo

[Bridge]
Amber lights come up, exactly where I built them
I can feel the people watching from the back of the room
It feels just like I meant it.
Pin says I've been here. Tonight I know it's true.

[Final Chorus]
Let it come, let it spin, let it ride
Pin on the chest, takin' it in stride
World gets loud, body knows where to go
No, this ain't my first rodeo
No, this ain't my first rodeo

[Outro]
No. This ain't my first rodeo.

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