Chris Ledoux - Bad Brahma Bull lyrics

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Chris Ledoux - Bad Brahma Bull lyrics

I was snappin' out broncs at the Old Flyin' U At forty a month a plum good buckaroo Well, the boss comes around and he says, hey my lad Well, you look pretty good ridin' horses that's bad You see, I ain't got no more outlaws to break But I'll buy you a ticket and I'll give you a stake At ridin' them bad ones, well, you ain't slow And you might do some good at the big rodeo While they're puttin' the bull in the chute I'm strappin' my spurs to the heels of my boots I looks that bull over and to my surprise Well, he's a foot and a half in between his two eyes On top of his shoulders, he's got a big hump [Incomprehensible] I lands in his middle and I lets out a scream He comes out with a beller and the rest is a dream Well, he jumps to the left and he lands towards the right But I ain't no green horn, I'm still sittin' tight The dust starts to foggin' right out of his skin He's a wavin' them horns right under my chin At sunnin' his belly, he couldn't be beat He's a showin' the buzzards the soles of his feet He's a dippin' so low that my boots filled with dirt He's a makin' a whip of the tail of my shirt He's a snappin' the bu*tons right off of my clothes He's a buckin' and a bawlin' and a blowin' his nose The crowd starts to cheerin' both me and that bull Well, he needed no help but I had my hands full Then he goes to fence rowin' and weavin' behind My head went poppin', I sorta went blind He starts in high divin', I lets out a groan We went up together but he come back alone Up high I turns over and below I can see He's a pawin' up dirt just a waitin' for me I can picture a grave and a big slab of wood Sayin' here lies a twister who thought he was good I notices somethin' don't seem can be true But the brand on his hip was a Big Flyin' U When I landed, he charged but I got enough sense So I ran that old bull to the hole in the fence I dives through that hole and I want you to know I ain't goin' back to no big rodeo At a straddlin' them Brahmas, you can bet I'm all through I'm sore footin' it back to the Old Flyin' U