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lord he s big and he s hard and he s crazy
Looks to me like a winnin ride, come on boys get on em i m commencin to think you re all lazy
There ll be a hot time in the old town tonight, probably dreamed every thing that a young boy can Ledoux, cause he s the feller who won the big rodeo
and there s rivers of dance halls and wild red eyeballs on the road to the big
Well the chutes are all loaded the riggins are set lord the cowboy s ready to, cause he s the feller who won the big rodeo, and it s all comin true right in front of his eyes
And his dreams are the bones in his soul, lord he s big and he s hard and he s crazy
It s like ridin some kind of explosion, and it s all comin true right in front of his eyes
And his dreams are the bones in his soul, as they pull him away he hears one of em say
And the bronc he starts spinnin the cowboy s a grinnin, and there s rivers of dance halls and wild red eyeballs on the road to the big
and his dreams are the bones in his soul
lord he s big and he s hard and he s crazy
It s like ridin some kind of explosion, with his spurs in his shoulders the horse comes unglued
it s like ridin some kind of explosion
Come on boys get on em i m commencin to think you re all lazy, and the spot lights on the sawdust that shines in his brain, and it s all comin true right in front of his eyes
Looks to me like a winnin ride, it s like ridin some kind of explosion
Doin fine there in all the commotion, and the bronc he starts spinnin the cowboy s a grinnin
When he was a boy dreamed of bein a man, and there s rivers of dance halls and wild red eyeballs on the road to the big
and the spot lights on the sawdust that shines in his brain
well it s pull down his hat and he spit out his chew
Lord he s big and he s hard and he s crazy, there ll be a hot time in the old town tonight, well the chutes are all loaded the riggins are set lord the cowboy s ready to
Well the chutes are all loaded the riggins are set lord the cowboy s ready to, there ll be a hot time in the old town tonight, cause he s the feller who won the big rodeo
doin fine there in all the commotion
Doin fine there in all the commotion, and it s all comin true right in front of his eyes Chris, doin fine there in all the commotion
It s like ridin some kind of explosion, probably dreamed every thing that a young boy can The, and the pickup men rush to his side
Looks to me like a winnin ride, and the spot lights on the sawdust that shines in his brain, come on boys get on em i m commencin to think you re all lazy
Cause he s the feller who won the big rodeo, and the chute boss is a hollerin Chris, and there s rivers of dance halls and wild red eyeballs on the road to the big
As they pull him away he hears one of em say, probably dreamed every thing that a young boy can, and the bronc he starts spinnin the cowboy s a grinnin
Well it s pull down his hat and he spit out his chew, he s a lover a fighter a saddle bronc rider an all around hell of a hand Winner, when he was a boy dreamed of bein a man
with his spurs in his shoulders the horse comes unglued
as they pull him away he hears one of em say
doin fine there in all the commotion
And the bronc he starts spinnin the cowboy s a grinnin, doin fine there in all the commotion, with his spurs in his shoulders the horse comes unglued
When he was a boy dreamed of bein a man, he s a lover a fighter a saddle bronc rider an all around hell of a hand Ledoux, the crowd s on its feet the whistle she blows
He s a lover a fighter a saddle bronc rider an all around hell of a hand, the horse in chute eight he s a kickin the gate
And the chute boss is a hollerin, and his dreams are the bones in his soul Ledoux, and the chute boss is a hollerin
as they pull him away he hears one of em say
and the chute boss is a hollerin
doin fine there in all the commotion
As they pull him away he hears one of em say, as they pull him away he hears one of em say Chris, and his dreams are the bones in his soul
Lord he s big and he s hard and he s crazy, and it s all comin true right in front of his eyes, and the spot lights on the sawdust that shines in his brain