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Brahma Bull Rider

 

          Faded blue Wranglers, an old Stetson hat.

            The grip on his rope Ė suicide.

            And he rides for the buckle, the thrill and his pride.

            Heís a cowboy, heís a Brahma bull rider.

 

Heís as unique a breed as the bulls he rides and every bit as tough.

No matter which bull he draws heíll tell you bring him on he canít get enough.

Each time that Brahma twists and turns his riding arm grips tighter Ďtil it burns.

Up on his bull rope, heís got an iron fist and he wonít let up.

 

From the first time he laid eyes on the bulls at the rodeo.

A Brahma bull rider, well thatíd be the future heíd come to know.

Thereís fire in his eyes, pure passion for the ride.

He has a mindset, that there ainít no bull that canít be rode.

 

    Chorus:

Brahma bull rider knows, that bull will turn and go, everywhere the wind blows.

To make the ride, heíll put the fear aside, and then heíll turn it loose.

Canít take the thrill higher when, he finds himself, high atop

A short-round black tornado. Thereís your Brahma bull rider.

 

Every now and then a bull rider finds heís run short of luck.

Dragging like a rag doll, he canít help himself when he gets hung up.

And who frees him from his rope? The Brahma bull fighters we all know.          

Theyíre working overtime, when duty calls for them to show their stuff.

 

Few can say, what itís like in that world heís living in.

Watch that bull rider, hanging on for eight and youíll see him grin.

One more white knuckle ride, for a taste of gold belt buckle pride.

Donít try to change his ways, youíll sooner rope and tie down the wind.

 

    Chorus:

Brahma bull rider knows, that bull will turn and go, everywhere the wind blows.

To make the ride, heíll put the fear aside, and then heíll turn it loose.

Canít take the thrill higher when, he finds himself, high atop

A short-round black tornado. Thereís your Brahma bull rider.

 

Canít take the thrill higher when, he finds himself, high atop

A short-round black tornado. Thereís your Brahma bull rider.

            Tip your hat toÖÖ...that Brahma bull rider.

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