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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBull Rider
Well first you gotta wanna get offBad enough to wanna get on him in the first placeAnd you better trust in your lady luckPray to God that she don't give up on you right nowLive fastDie youngBull riderHey heyOne hand hold is all you gotIt's you and the bull against the clock and a cross crowdAnd just upon a spinnin' tonNothin' else you've ever done can pull this wayYou're just outside the buckin' shootLose a spur you lose your seat and you lose yourselfBy now he's buckin' mean and dirtySlingin' mud and cowboy boots and kickin' clownsNo foolsNo funBull riderHey HeyYou gotta feel the way he's movin'You gotta watch his headAnd brace yourself for anything that a friend of you might deadYou know the art of hangin' loose hangin' just as tightWell there's something like a hurricane dancin' with the kiteLive fastDie youngBull riderHey heyWell the rodeo is more than roughIt's a fact of life it's tough to cut his fever assIt's drinkin' beer and pullin' trailersTighten may on barreled razors and horse's buckNo foolsNo funBull riderHey heyLive fastDie youngBull riderHey hey
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