Cowboy UpCowboy Up Some say they are stupid, others tough. Now when you say it to me, it all comes down to the daily chores of wrapping a sprained ankle, splinting a broken wrist, soaking a chaffed palm. Yes, it is the most dangerous job I can think of, and no, I do not hate it surprisingly. Okay, its not I who has this job, but it could be. When there is two-thousand pounds of mean and muscle between you and the love of your life, it comes down to that. In addition, when that man is stuck on there for eight seconds, it seems a lifetime goes by. This all leads tCowboy Up
The Last RideSitting deep, he takes his seat It's the eight second score he has to beat. Adjusting his hand, the bull lurches, digging into the sand. He nods his head, little is said. The gate swings wide, Now starts the ride. Clutching the rope, to stay on is his hope.The Last Ride
The buzzer sounds, he made it to the next round. As he let's go, there's silence, the crowd gasps "Oh no" Just as he lands, the animal swerves. This is a death no man deserves. Opening his arms he takes a deep breath, two large horns impale him, bringing on death. Sighing soft
A CowboyA CowboyA Cowboy
A cowboys a complicated creature
Hard to hold on to Even harder to love He'll never make it easy for
Your heart to care for him
He hears the wind whisperin his name That urge comes on strong To roam wild and free To follow that highway from town to town Ride them bulls, be the star of the rodeo
You know his leavin will come soon You tell yourself, you don't really need him, or Want him, never did, be better off without him Lieing to yourself every step of the way Trying to convince your heart It won't bre
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