The demon he must face Was a buckskin Big and strong And turned hard to the left Nobody wanted him But it was his turn He had nerves of steel But scared to death A chute fightin' dragon No room for wings Towers big above em all Known for breakin' hearts And bustin' collar bones Throwin' the best He relished their fall When his name was called out He turned white as a sheet Pulls his hand in his riggin As far as it'll go It's the ride of his life Live or die or get crippled He's come to far to just get thrown Timing is key preparation routine Don't peak adrenaline control Rides from the past haunt his mind Then there's silence As the bell finally tolls Outta the chute with a mighty jump He's heavy like to tear off his arm Takes a hard turn like a big freight train Doing his best to ride out the storm Hear the rosin screech And he's back in the middle Final spur ride ends the game The whistle blows And he's standing on the ground The legend is born to the name