The Rodeo Announcer
By Debbie “Hayride” Harper & The Prairie Songbirds
Verse 1
There’s a voice that carries over the crowd,
A steady sound, humble and proud.
No name in lights, no fame to claim,
But everyone knows that voice just the same.
Whenever the steers would charge the gate,
He’d give ’em a name and spin a tale so great.
He’d talk about the cowboys, the horses, too,
Like he’d known ‘em forever, each one he knew.
Chorus
He’s the voice of the rodeo, calm and clear,
Telling stories ‘bout horses and every steer.
He gives each rider their moment to shine,
And spins up legends, one at a time.
With a laugh and a grin, he’d entertain all day,
But no one ever asked for his name anyway.
He’s the friendly soul behind the scene,
The voice of the rodeo, the heart of the dream.
Verse 2
Carl Lee, he’d say, now here’s a sight,
This steer named Bucky’s been itchin’ to fight.
He’ll buck like a bull, but don’t you fret,
This cowboy’s ready, I’ll place my bet.
He’d know each rider, where they’d been,
And every horse before they walked in.
No script, no plan, just pure rodeo lore,
He made every round feel like so much more.
Chorus
He’s the voice of the rodeo, calm and clear,
Telling stories ‘bout horses and every steer.
He gives each rider their moment to shine,
And spins up legends, one at a time.
With a laugh and a grin, he’d entertain all day,
But no one ever asked for his name anyway.
He’s the friendly soul behind the scene,
The voice of the rodeo, the heart of the dream.
Bridge
You might not know him, but you’ve heard him before,
He’s the voice that brings the crowd to a roar.
No fame, no fuss, just a heart of gold,
Telling stories untold, with a soul so bold.
Chorus
He’s the voice of the rodeo, steady and sure,
Painting pictures with words, making memories endure.
He gives each moment a magical spin,
And every ride feels like it’s set to win.
With a laugh and a wink, he’d steal the show,
But his name? Well, you’ll never know.
He’s the friendly soul behind the scene,
The voice of the rodeo, the heart of the dream.
Outro
So here’s to the man with the voice so true,
The one who gave life to each rider’s debut.
Anonymous, maybe, but beloved all the same,
The rodeo announcer without a name. 
