Well, I used to be Juanita's old boyfriend We sure gave 'em some stories to tell Now I can't even find her picture Looks like I'm finally through foolin' myself I used to be an ex-bull rider Livin' on the edge of life itself Now I can't even find my buckle Looks like I'm finally through foolin' myself So hang on just as long as you can Get up whenever you fall Shake it off, boys and go 'round again Don't be hangin' your life on the wall ♪ Well you know, that old dog of mine, Ceasar He was my road manager And he kept a tell time And he could drive a Volvo But uh, probably never should have let him drive that day I used to be forever chasin' firetrucks I sure could raise me some hell I don't know why I like to do that kinda stuff I guess I wasn't through foolin' myself And I used to have a smokin' little fastball, yeah I did I sure could show 'em some stuff Now I can't even make it on the church team anymore I guess I'm finally through foolin' myself So hang on just as long as you can Get up whenever you fall Shake it off, boys and go 'round again Don't be hangin' your life on the wall Hang on just as long as you can Get up whenever you fall Shake it off, boys and go 'round again Don't be hangin' your life on the wall Shake it off, boys and go 'round again Don't be hangin' your life on the wall ♪ Yeah, I used to be an ex-bull rider