you gotta want to get off bad enough
to want to get on and win the first place
Ain't you better trust in
pray to God that she don't give
Live fast, die young, bull rider,
Now the one -hand hold is all you've got
To pitch you and the bulls
And just upon a spinning turn
Nothing else you've ever done
You're just outside the bookage
You lose a spur, you lose your self,
By now he's fuckin' mean and dirty,
Cowboy boots and kickin' clowns
You gotta feel the way he's moving,
Embrace yourself for anything
You know the earth ain't loose,
it's hanging just in time
Well it's something like a hurricane
Well, the rodeo is more than rough.
It's a fact of life, and it's tough to cut.
It's drinking beer and pulling trams,
No fools, no fun, bull rider,
They're fast, dyin', bull riders,