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CSince I saw that rodeo in F1965 I G7had to try to be the greatest Cbareback rider alive I went and did some practicing on Fpa's old ropin' mare And I G7thought I'd take that bronc I'd drawed And really part it's Chair When they opened up the gate he dFid a double flip G7Half way through the second one is Cwhen I lost my grip I hooked my spurs into the dees and Fhung with all my might I G7held my breath he chinned the moon And sucked back to the Cright My boots came off and went asailin' Fright up in the stands MyG7 belt it broke and shattered my watch CI lost my wedding band I scattered all my cigarettes my Fshirt ripped down the back. I G7sure was gettin' dizzy and I thought my neck would Ccrack I rode him several jumps with both hands Fhigh up in the air He G7jumped into an old light pole we Cparted company there I landed in some muddy slop he Fstomped right through my side G7Nothin' ever busted me like Cthat old pony ride I couldn't seem to catch my breath I Fcouldn't seem to hide I G7hobbled back barefooted just a Fsearchin' for my Cpride CAnd I just couldn't believe my Fachin' ears When the G7announcer said RE-RICDE FRE-RIDE CRE-RIDE I've had enough for 20 men and he calls up REG7-RIDE RE-FRIDE RE-CRIDE (FADE) G7 You'd think he got me good enough they give him one more try