Sometimes a hard day's work is easier than a lot of things you can meet in life.
Sit tall in the saddle and hold your head up high. Keep your eyes fixed where the trail
meets the sky, and live like you ain't afraid to die. Don't be scared...just enjoy the ride.
When I come up with an idea about the way I feel, I can really state it strongly in a song.
So it's probably eighty percent luck and twenty percent skill.
I always was one who didn't take things for granted. But I think I do appreciate things more now. The small moments of joy that we find each day are so much more precious now than when I looked at them before.
I admire bull riders for their passion and the uniqueness each one of them has.
But if they ever saw a sunrise on a mountain morning/Watched those cotton candy clouds roll by/They'd know why I live beneath these Western Skies.
Why not just do something a little more on the gentle side?
I don't know what makes a guy want to write songs and sing, but if you've got a message, you want to get it across. When I come up with an idea about the way I feel, I can really state it strongly in a song.
And takin' a bath in the creek. That's the stuff that really made it worthwhile. Anybody can stay in a motel.
I can remember sittin in a cafe when I first started in rodeo, and waitin until somebody got done so I could finish what they left.
Sleepin' in the truck wasn't so bad. Shoot, I kind of liked that, myself.
In fact my son subscribes to Pro Bull Rider magazine.
I really didn't go that hard, although a couple of years I did. Some guys work 125 to 130 rodeos a year. they're just goin' all the time.
I'm healed up and I feel great. After going through the fire, it's great to be out performing again.
When you get a little older, you think, I'd like to make a little money and stick it away or buy a place - or win the world championship.
You get to where you kind of like it, and It's a habit That's hard to break. I still find myself sittin' in a cafe, like a pizza parlor.
You'll probably get three horses and you have to draw a good buckin' horse. That's mighty tough.
The breeding programs for the bulls have improved significantly. The bulls are at a much higher caliber.
You hope your buddies will win so you don't have to loan them any money.
My best year I made $25,000. Of course, that was back in the '70s.
If you're lucky enough to draw a good horse, you still have to ride him, then the next ones. So It's probably 80 percent luck and 20 percent skill.
I only won $250 all summer. And then I got crippled. I had a horse step on me while performing and it was messed up for a while.
My partner and I won the race, and I threw my hat into the air and bent to pick it up. Everyone started laughin' because I had split the back end of my pants out, and I wasn't wearing shorts.
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