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Bull Rider Lyrics

Well first you gotta want to get off, Bad enough to want to get on in the first place And you better trust in your lady luck Pray to God that she don't give up on you right now

Live fast, die young, bull rider
One hand hold is all you gotTo pit you and the bull against the clock and a course crowdAnd once apon a spinning ton Nothing else you've ever done can pull this wayYou're just outside the bucking chuteYou lose a spur and you lose your seat and you lose yourselfBy now he's bucking mean and dirtySlinging mud and cowboy boots and kicking clowns

No fools, no fun, bull rider
You gotta feel the way he's moving, you gotta watch his headAnd brace yourself for anything that render you might deadYou know the art of hanging loose is hanging just as tightWell it's something like a hurricane that's dancing with a kite

Well the rodeo is more than roughIt's a fact of life and it's tough to cut and it's beaver hatsIt's drinking beer and pulling trailersTight lemae on barrel racers and a horse bucking

No rides, no pay, bull rider

Live fast, die young, bull rider
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