Johnny Cash - Bull rider

Well ^Cfirst you got to want to ^Gget off ^Cbad enough to ^Awanna get on him in the ^Gfirst place^{D G D} And you ^Cbetter trust in your ^Glady luck Pray to God that she ^Adon't give up on you ^Gright now^D

Live ^Cfast, die ^Bmyoung bull ^Emrider^{A Em G D G Em}

^COne hand hold is all you got it's you and the bull ^Aagainst the clock and a ^Gcross crowd^{Em G Em} And ^Conce upon a spinning to nothing else you've ^Aever done can ^Dpull this way ^{G Em} You're ^Gjust outside the bucking shoot ^CLose a spur, you lose your seat and you ^Glose yourself^{D G Em} By ^Cnow he's bucking mean and dirty ^GSlinging mud and ^Acowboy boots and ^Gkicking clowns^{D G Em}

No ^Cfools, no ^Bmfun, bull ^Emrider^{A Em G D G Em}

You've got to ^Dfeel the way he's moving, you've got to watch his head And ^Cbrace yourself for anything that a friend of you might dread You ^Dknow the art of ^Ahanging loose, ^Dhanging just as tight Well there's ^Csomething like a hurricane who's dancing with the ^Dkite

Well, the ^Crodeo is ^Gmore than rough It's a fact of life it's tough to cut his fever ass^{Em G D} It's ^Cdrinking beer and ^Gpulling trailers ^CTighten may on ^Dbarreled razors and ^Ghorse's buck^{D G Em}

No ^Crides, no ^Bmpay, bull ^Emrider^{A Em G Em} Live ^Cfast, die ^Bmyoung bull ^Emrider^{A Em G D C Bm} bull ri^Emder ^{A Em G C Bm C Em A Em G C}