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The troubadour life holds a few things in common with the rodeo circuit cowboy life. You bust your ass to get there on time, set up, sleep whenever you can, perform, tear down, and do it all over again tomorrow. Why? I guess because we love it for what it is. It ain’t for everyone, that’s for sure. Some days it can feel like pure luxury. Freedom. Passion. Other days can feel so sparse; you might guess that you’re perpetually camping your life away. I try my best to keep it in perspective and you know what? It just may be my calling to be perpetually Camping in a Cadillac.
Chris LeDoux said it best:
“Well I know it can't go on like this forever
and I maybe a fool just runnin' wild through life
But it's my life and I'll live it to the fullest
and I can look back and say that it was right
And some day when my rovin' days are finally all over
Well I can picture a little home down beside a stream
and with a son and his mother sittin' by me
and with love I'll help him to
strive to reach his dream.”