Tom: D
Introdução: D A G A D A G A A
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Well I dusted off my pride, of the Ponoka Stampede sand
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Cause when the whistle finally found its voice, well it found me hat in hand
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And that big gray stud must have laughed my way sayin', maybe next time son
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And then he took off for the catch corral, another battle won
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And they say there ain't a bronc alive that can't be spurred, at least that's what I heard
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But it don't soften the fall when you're upside down, eight feet off the ground
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Well I found my way back behind the chutes through the stars still in my eyes
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With that old familiar taste of metal in my mouth, I kissed my entry fees goodbye
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Well if you dance with the devil then sooner or later your gonna have to get hurt
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And everybody wants to play cowboy until its time to hit the dirt
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And they say there ain't a bronc fighter that can't be threw, and don't I know it's true
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But it don't soften the fall when you're upside down, six feet off the ground
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Well the hardest part ain't in hittin' the ground but in dealin' with the shame
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That comes every time that you get bucked off and you ain't got no one else to blame
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It's humility by gravity and it brings down everyone
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And it's a bitter pill to swallow but you've got to take your medecine son
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So go on and take your medecine son
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And by the rankest broncs the best cowboys are made, at least that's what they say
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But it don't soften the fall when you're upside down, four feet off the ground
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No it don't soften the fall when you're upside down, two feet off the ground
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I said it don't soften the fall when you're upside down, crashin' into the ground