::Lyrics - The Pick-up Man

He was hung up in the riggin’,
On a bronc out of control,
Heading straight for cowboy heaven,
Before his time to go,

He wasn't dreaming, he was living,
A cowboy's worst nightmare,
And you could feel the hush, in the crowd,
As they said a silent prayer

The bronc was bucking real hard,
He was moving pretty fast,
If they didn't spring the cowboy loose,
This ride would be his last

When you’re hung up on the wrong side,
Being tossed like a rag doll,
Heading for oblivion,
You can hear those angels call

But there's someone out there watching,
He knows when things are wrong,
There's someone out there waiting,
And it don't take him long,
To move in and take over,
When a cowboy needs a hand,
There's someone looking after things,
The pick-up man

The pick-up men moved in fast,
There was no time for fear,
One hung on to the wild broncs neck,
And bit into his ear,

The bronc rolled down on top of him,
But the cowboy was sprung loose,
And the announcer said, praise the Lord,
And pick-up men of course

There's a cowboy heaven,
There's a cowboy hell,
The pick-up man,
Knows them well,
He'll go to either,
He don't care,
When a cowboy needs him,
He'll be there.

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Running time: 3.51

::Lyrics - The Bullriders

They come rolling in to town,
With their wide brims pulled down,
There's an eight second ride on their minds,
There's gonna be a show,
At the rodeo,
When it comes around to bullriding time,

Hey mister stock man,
Fill up that bull pen,
I need a good one to ride,
Hey mister draw man,
Draw me a good one,
I'm gonna win it this time,

A bullrider needs,
A good bull to win,
And he needs something deep down inside,
When he's flying along,
Out there in the ring,
With his hand reaching up for the sky,

Hey mister stock man,
Fill up that bull pen,
I need a good one to ride,
Hey mister draw man,
Draw me a good one,
I'm gonna win with this ride

Some bulls are crazy,
All bulls are mean,
They'll jump, and they'll twist, and they'll spin,
They'll buck you, they'll stomp you,
Face down in the dust,
Hang on for that eight second win

You've got to hear that whistle to win

Hey mister stock man,
Fill up that bull pen,
I need a good one to ride,
Hey mister draw man,
Draw me a good one,
There ain't a bull I can't ride,

Riding high,
Flying high,
Reaching up for the sky,

Riding high,
Flying high,
Reaching up for the sky,

When the rodeo's over,
And the dance hall is full,
The jokes and the stories go round,
Then it's up in the morning,
And out on the road,
To the next circuit rodeo town,

Hey mister stock man,
Fill up that bull pen ,
I need a good one to ride,
Hey mister draw man,
Draw me a good one,
I'm gonna win it next time

Riding high,
Flying high,
Reaching up for the sky,

::Lyrics - Bulldoggin' Cowboy

Bootin' it down the cowboy lane,
Harder than a travellin' train,
Only one thing on his mind,
Throw that steer in real good time

Bulldoggin' cowboy lookin' to win,
Wrestlin' steers with his heels dug in,
Droppin' down and hookin' horns,
He'll throw that steer sure as you've been born

Askin' steers if they want to dance,
Not many steers like romance,
They'll dip a horn, they'll run away,
He'll throw that steer if it takes all day

Bulldoggin' cowboy looking to win,
Wrestlin' steers with his heels dug in,
Droppin' down and hookin' horns,
He'll throw that steer sure as you've been born

Making sure there's no mistakes,
When he follows him out and breaks the tape,
To throw him clean you've got to be strong,
One split second can be too long

Bulldoggin' cowboy looking to win,
Wrestlin' steers with his heels dug in,
Droppin' down and hookin' horns,
He'll throw that steer sure as you've been born

Big horned steer scootin' down the line,
Bulldoggin' cowboy right behind,
Bulldoggin' cowboys never give in,
They may lose but they always win

Bulldoggin' cowboy looking to win,
Wrestlin' steers with his heels dug in,
Droppin' down and hookin' horns,
He'll throw that steer sure as you've been born

::Lyrics - Waltzing the Bull

Out in the ring
On a rodeo night,
You'll see a man
With his face painted white

He'll be dressed in his best
He'll have dancing shoes on,
He'll be waltzing a bull
Around and around

Waltzing the bull
Around and around,
Whirling and twirling
And spinning around

Waltzing the bull
Around and around,
It's lovely to watch them
Go spinning around

When a cowboy's in trouble
Everyone knows,
He'll move right in
Take the bull by the nose

He'll show you more moves
Than a mad matador,
As he whirls and he twirls
That bull out the chute door

Waltzing the bull
Around and around,
Whirling and twirling
And spinning around,

Waltzing the bull
Around and around,
It's lovely to watch them
Go spinning around

The tango is sexy
The rhumba is fast,
The twist and the hand-jive
Are blasts from the past

Waltzing the bull,
Is lovely to do,
But don't waltz too close
Cause the bull will waltz you