Dedicated to Bull Riders everywhere.
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folk
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Story behind the song
The PBR has over a hundred million fans. This song is dedicated to those fans, and every bull and rider they celebrate.
Lyrics
Two thousand pounds of muscle and fight,
There ain't no such thing as amateur night.
Two thousand pounds of muscle and hide,
Daring a cowboy to an eight second ride.
Out of the chute, it's one-on-one time,
Kicking and bucking, turn on a dime.
Out of the chute, in the blink of an eye,
This ain't no hay-ride. The cowboy knows why.
Bull-riding cowboy – no saddle, no reins.
Bull-riding cowboy on an eight-second train.
Out of the chute – a cowboy takes hold,
Twisting and turning – it's a full belly roll!
The bull can't be tamed – don't even try.
That's why you win with an eight-second ride.
A flat-braided rope, holding you strong,
Free hand in the air, guiding you on.
A flat braided rope, hooked with a bell,
Bull-riding cowboy, welcome to hell.
Bull-riding cowboy – no saddle, no reins.
Bull-riding cowboy on an eight-second train.
The bull has no favorites - ain't nothing to gain.
It's a one-handed ride for fortune and fame.
It's all cowboy muscle and personal pride,
Holding on tight for an eight-second ride...
Bull-riding cowboy – no saddle, no reins.
Bull-riding cowboy on an eight-second train.
Bull-riding cowboy – no saddle, no reins.
Bull-riding cowboy on an eight-second train.