It's a hot dusty Albuquerque
Saturday night
I'm sitting in the middle
of a ton of dynamite
When they open up the gate
the sucker will explode
But I can win it all if I can
just get him rolled
Turn him out,
and kick that guy out of the way
He thinks he's gonna toss me,
but he'll never live to see the day
He's a widow -making devil
with hell in his heart
But I've been around her
since the day I was born
I'm a genuine full -time bone -crunching,
gut -punching, bull -riding son of a gun
I got my hand in my glove
and I'm sittin' down low
Rollin' up my riggin' and
I'm ready to go
He's bookin' and a -kickin'
like he's never gonna stop
He's jumpin' like a kangaroo
and spinnin' like a top
He's got the bone fighters runnin'
and the rail birds are hittin' the ground
We got the whole crowd screamin'
and I sure do love that sound
There ain't never been a cowboy
that can't be thrown
But I'm wild and I'm old
and I'm mad to the bone
And I'm a hard drivin' survivor
Spur -stickin' but kickin' bull
ridin' son of a gun
Then later on this evening, I know a spot
Where the dance floor's crowded
and the music is hot
Skin tight, blue jeans lookin' so fine
They'll have to run us off
when it's closing time
Then I pack it in and jump
into a pickup truck
Then it's pedal to the metal
till the sun comes up
500 miles to Denver,
1 ,000 miles to Butte
But when they call my number,
I'll be setting in to shoot
I'm a little bit cocky
and I got a lot of cowboy pride
Load em up, turn em out,
cause I'm ready for another ride
I said straddle over,
hurricane is fixing to blow
In eight more seconds,
everybody's gonna know
I'm a job talking fast, walking straight
Shootin' boots, scootin' bull ridin',
son of a gun
It's a hot,
dusty Albuquerque Saturday night
I'm a -sittin' in the middle
of a ton of dynamite
And when they open up the gate,
the sump and coal will explode
But I can't win it all
if I can just get it rolled
Turnin' my boys to get
back out of the way
He thinks he's gonna toss me,
but he'll never live to see the day
He's a way to make a devil
with hell in his horns
But I've been around since
the day I was born
I'm a genuine, full -time,
bone -crunchin', gut -punchin',
bull -ridin' son of a gun
I'm a jive -talkin', fast -walkin',
straight -shootin', boot -scootin'
bull -ridin' son of a gun
Said a son of a gun
I'm just a son of a gun
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