Bull Rider

I[D] was sittin' in bar room one ra[G]iny afternoon

T[A]ellin' stories about rode[D]o and listening to a tune

T[G]he rodeo starts tomorrow in this one horse town

S[A]o Joe (or name of your choice) took our names and[D] put our entries down.

I[G] went to the office the next day to see

W[A]hat bareback horse I had and t[D]o pay my fees.

I[G] looked on the list but my name wasn't found

I[A] thought Joe might of fo[D]rgot to put me down.

W[G]ell, I looked on the board and I happened to find,

M[A]y name was on another list, I[D] was in the Bull Riding.

M[G]y knees began to knock and my face began to sweat,

T[A]hen I heaved and gagged on[D] the rodeo office steps.

W[G]ell, I may be a fool but a coward I'm not,

S[A]o I borrowed a bull rope with[D] a bell in the knot.

I[G] walked in the arena with them other bullridin' fools,

W[A]alked down the chutes,[D] and found my bull.

T[G]hen I put my rope in the middle of his back,

T[D]hen had some cowb[G]oy pull up the slack,

T[D]hen I wrapped the tail aroun[G]d my hand and back,

A[A]nd said "Boys, open the gate[D] just a little bitty crack!".

W[G]ell, the bull hit the gate with his head

A[A]nd I could see over his hump[D] that his eyes was red.

H[G]e bailed outta there with a big snort and a beller'

A[A]nd somethin' inside me tol[D]d me I was yeller'

T[G]he dust and hair and flies from off his hump,

D[A]id whisk to my nose as h[D]e made another jump.

A[G]nd the stink of it all was more than I could stand,

S[A]o I jerked my wrap, a[D]nd opened my hand.

W[G]ell, he jumped through air as he made one more turn,

T[A]hat rope slid through my hand [D]it sure did burn.

H[G]e flang me down in a great big heap,

A[A]nd right in the middle of m[D]e he did leap.

 [D]
W[G]ith his feet on my belly, standing in place,

 [A]
T[D]hat dirty ole' bull, blew snot in my face.

W[D]ell, them danged ole bulls[G] you can run 'em the chutes,

P[D]ut your ropes on them bi[G]g gallutes,

B[D]ut the closest your gonna find me to [G]their stinkin' hair,