Its Bulls And Blood It The Dust And Mud,
Its The roar Of The Sunday Crowd,
Its White In His Knuckels, The Gold In The Buckle, He'll Win The Next Go Round,
Its Boots And Chaps, Its Cowboy Hats, Its Spurs And Latigos
Its The Ropes And The Reins, The Joys And The Pain
And They Call The Thing A Rodeo!
Its The roar Of The Sunday Crowd,
Its White In His Knuckels, The Gold In The Buckle, He'll Win The Next Go Round,
Its Boots And Chaps, Its Cowboy Hats, Its Spurs And Latigos
Its The Ropes And The Reins, The Joys And The Pain
And They Call The Thing A Rodeo!
Barrel Racers Prayer :
Lord I might seem so little sitting up here all alone.
A stride and Mountain of horse you created for muscle and bone.
But together we're a winning run in record time.
Please bless me and my horse so neither of us gets hurt as we race around those barrels,
with one stirrup in the dirt
When we turn the last barrel and run straight home only remember one thing , we never are alone.
I thank you for keeping me and my horse safe in your grace and with your blessing we will make the next race.
Lord I might seem so little sitting up here all alone.
A stride and Mountain of horse you created for muscle and bone.
But together we're a winning run in record time.
Please bless me and my horse so neither of us gets hurt as we race around those barrels,
with one stirrup in the dirt
When we turn the last barrel and run straight home only remember one thing , we never are alone.
I thank you for keeping me and my horse safe in your grace and with your blessing we will make the next race.
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