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Tim Hus
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Saddle Bronc Ride
You can see by the clothes that he's wearing That he's a bronc rider by trade Pockets full of dirt, snap buttons on his shirt And his split-down boots are Tony Lama made Greenback's are the ante-up on the entry fee And he's worn a lot of leather off the tree
Chorus: Saddle up on a saddle bronc ride kicking holes up in the sky Sunfish, stand, and suck back to the right You can't get no higher than a buckin' horse rider with his hand on a hack-rein and buckles on his mind
Bareback and saddlebronc, draw and marking out The Canada's are headed North, the buckaroos headed South Fourty-nine ain't no line for those who ply the trade Like devil's rope and barbed wire – the two they are the same
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com There's a silence behind the chutes that only he can hear With the horse hair and the leather when all his thoughts are clear And a long road and a short go never twice the same And he rides the rank ones with his spurs up in the mane
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There's a falcon on a fenceline and a coyote on the plains Big cats up on the timberline and diamond backs in the sage And the years and the miles and the wind carved the lines upon his face And there's a hand-laid buckin' horse saddle in the cowboy's hall of fame
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