Me and my boys are headin' to the rodeo
Gonna fill our pockets full of dough
Gonna take that old Cadillac
Radio cranked up the seats cranked back
Gonna stick my hand up in that rope
I'm ninety to ninety and I better not choke
Them fans are standin up on their feet
Gonna make a hero out of me
You know you wanna win the round
So when that brindle comes around
You better cock your hammer down
Don't quit till you head hits the ground
Go on and lift that leg and spur
You gotta get up in the neck
Step off and pick up your check
Know it's been a long hard road
Fightin' here cuz you're goin broke
With your head held way down low
Hit up your buddy at the rodeo
As he picked your chin up off the ground
Said boy you better listen to me now
You know you wanna win the round
So when that brindle comes around
You better cock your hammer down
Don't quit till you head hits the ground
Go on and lift that leg and spur
You gotta get up in the neck
Step off and pick up your check
There's big city lights and Las Vegas nights
It's terror as hell man it's gonna be rough
It's the best of the best
Man it's gonna be tough
Just a friendly talk father and son
Said son I know that you're number one
But you know it's like I always said
Just ride before you nod your head
You know you wanna win the round
So when that brindle comes around
You better cock your hammer down
Don't quit till you head hits the ground
Go on and lift that leg and spur
You gotta get up in the neck
Step off and pick up your check
