Well, first off, you got to want to get off bad enough to want to get on them in the first place. And you better trust in your lady luck, pray to God that she don't give up on you right They're fast, die young, bull rider, hey, hey Well, the one and hold is all you've got to pit you and the bulls against the clock in a chorus crowd. And just upon a spinning turn, nothing else you've ever done can pull this way. You're just outside the bucking chute, you lose a spur, you lose your seat and you lose yourself. By now he's bucking mean and dirty, slinging mud and cowboy boots and kicking clouds. No fools, no fun, bull rider, hey, hey You got to feel the way he's moving, got to watch his head, embrace yourself for anything that render you my dad. You know the art of hanging loose, hanging just as tight. Well, it's something like a hurricane, dancing with a kite. They're fast, die young, bull rider, hey, hey Well, the rodeo is more than rough, it's a fact of life and it's tough to cut its beaver hats. It's drinking beer and pulling trailers, Tyler Manville races in a horse bucking. No fools, no fun, bull rider, hey, hey They're fast, die young, bull rider, hey, hey They're fast, die young, bull rider, hey, hey