Re-ride
(Chris LeDoux)
Since I saw that rodeo in 1965
I had to try to be the greatest bareback rider alive
I went and did some practicing on pa's old ropin' mare
And I thought I'd take that bronc I'd drawed
And really part it's hair
When they opened up the gate he did a double flip
Half way through the second one is when I lost my grip
I hooked my spurs into the d's and hung with all my might
I held my breath he chinned the moon
And sucked back to the right
My boots came off and went a-sailin' right up in the stands
My belt it broke and shattered my watch I lost my wedding band
I scattered all my cigarettes my shirt ripped down the back.
I sure was gettin' dizzy and I thought my neck would crack
I rode him several jumps with both hands high up in the air
He jumped into an old light pole we parted company there
I landed in some muddy slop he stomped right through my side
I knew he busted all my ribs and made me want to die
Nothin' ever busted me like that old pony ride
I couldn't seem to catch my breath I couldn't seem to hide
I hobbled back barefooted just a searchin' for my pride
And I just couldn't believe my achin' ears
When the announcer said RE-RIDE RE-RIDE RE-RIDE
I've had enough for 20 men and he calls up RE-RIDE
RE-RIDE RE-RIDE
You'd think he got me good enough they give him one more try
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