Titles
starting with letter "B"
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BARREL HORSE
By Kickin Bass Farm
It's a whole lot of power,
that I sit upon.
Some days I think I'm crazy,
just to get on.
He'll jump, he'll buck,
he'll spook at this.
He'll spin, he'll hop,
he'll run a bliss.
I keep threatining to sell,
but I never do.
I'll make a good run,
win a dollar or two.
He's hard to load up,
and he's kinda headshy.
But when he gets in the arena,
he really can fly.
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BARREL RACERS
By : Alicia Sexauer
(ShoMeBrrls)
Peering between those two pricked ears
My radar as to what awaits ahead all of these years.
The surge of adrenaline at the call of my name
this is just the beginning of the game.
Down the alleyway we come
do we enter smooth and easy, or just haul ass and run?
Those tin cans ahead of us
waiting with superiority.
Just one small mistake
and down they come.
A flick of the tail
hauling on the reins with no avail.
What the hell why not this time
we'll fly through and turn on a dime.
Urging heels into supple flesh
rocket boosters on high.
We shoot down that alleyway
and speed towards our first objective.
Check, sit, turn
feel the race and the excited burn..
Up and gone, that barrel didn't even get to eat our dust
here comes the second, get ready to turn we must.
Down and around and away we go..
Heels flying, tail out..
Only one more without a doubt..
And sliding around it homewards we head
with heaven's wings upon an earthbound two.
Past that timer and out we are
finally slowing with hearts still beating rapidly.
Ears straining to hear the time.
Hey we won tonight! And came out just fine.
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BORN IN A SADDLE
By Donna Jackson
R D JKSON
GOD GAVE US A SON
A COWBOY OF COURSE
YOU WERE BORN IN A SADDLE
LOVE RIDING YOUR HORSE
WHEN YOU WERE A TYKE
WE BOUGHT YOU A BIKE
IT WOULDN'T GALLOP OR KICK....
YOU RODE A HORSE OF STICK
NOW THAT YOU'RE OLDER
AND FEELING MUCH BOLDER
YOU DRAW BULLS TO RIDE
BITE THE DUST WITHOUT PRIDE
WHEN YOU MOVE OUT
TO LIVE ON YOUR OWN
I KNOW OUR GOD
WON'T LEAVE YOU ALONE
HE'LL ALWAYS BE WITH YOU
STAY RIGHT BY YOUR SIDE
ASK HIM WHAT TO DO
HE'LL BE YOUR GUIDE
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BULLRIDER'S MOTION
By Cindy Brock
(Flacwgrl)
I wave like a mother saying goodbye to a son or daughter.
I kick like a wild horse being corralled.
I hold on like a baby clinging to their mother.
I jerk like a freshly caught fish wanting water.
So with a wave of my hand and a kick from my spurs.
I hold on tightly to the rope awaiting the jerk of the bull.
This all done not for glory, but because I'm a fighter.
And proud to say a bullrider.
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BULLRIDER'S PRAYER (1)
By RODEODAWGG
Dear God,
I always have this feeling
In my heart when i sit down
On my bull
It taught me all about life
And what it means to hang on
Tight
It showed me fear and pain
And all that is right
So now I'm asking that you
Forgive me for taking my life in
My own hands, but a bullrider, I
Have always wanted to be
So please God, don't let this bull
Take my life from me
Let me ride all the bulls I'll ever
Sit down on and a great bullrider
I shall be
AMEN
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BULLRIDER'S PRAYER (2)
By Ryan Juneau
(Rebelcrown)
Oh Lord, today please give me luck
In hope that I will not be bucked
I will probably still get hurt
And end up lying in the dirt
But even though I'm on the ground
I still have made the buzzer sound
When luck like this is in the bag
I'll have a reason then to brag
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