First off you gotta wanna get off bad enough To wanna get on him in the first place And you better trust in your lady luck Pray to God she dont give up on you right now Live fast, die young, bull rider One hand hold is all youve got Its you and the bull against the clock and of course the crowd And once upon a spinnin ton Nothin else youve ever done can pull this way Youre just outside the buckin chute You lose a spur, you lose your seat and you lose yourself By now hes buckin mean and dirty Slingin shit and cowboy boots and kickin clowns No fools, no fun, bull rider You gotta feel the way hes movin, you gotta watch his head And brace yourself for anything that render you might dead You know the art of hangin loose is hangin just as tight Well its something like a hurricane dancin with a kite Well the rodeo is more than rough Its a fact of life and its tough to cut and its beaver hats Its drinking beer and pulling trailers Tight lemae on barrel racers and a horse bucking No ride, no pain, bull rider, Live fast, die young, bull rider
Posted on: Sat, 10 May 2014 13:08:20 +0000
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