Bull Ridin' Son Of A Gun Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[D]

[Verse 1]
It's a [D]hot dusty Albuquerque
Saturday night
I'm sitting in the middle
of a ton of dynamite
When they open up the gate
the sucker will explode
But I can win it all if I can
just get him rolled
[C]Turn him out,
[G]and kick that guy out of the[D] way
He think[C]s he's gonna toss me,
[G]but he'll never live to see the [A]day
He's a [G]widow -making devil
with hell in his heart
[D]But I've been around her
since the day I was born
I'm a genuine full -time [C]bone -crunching,
gut [G]-punching, bull -riding son of a [D]gun
I got my hand in my glove
and I'm sittin' down low
Rollin' up my riggin' and
I'm ready to go
He's bookin' and a -kickin'
like he's never gonna stop
He's jumpin' like a kangaroo
and spinnin' like a top
He's got the [C]bone fighters runnin'
[G]and the rail birds are hittin' [D]the ground
We got the [C]whole crowd screamin'
[G]and I sure do love that [A]sound
There [G]ain't never been a cowboy
that can't be thrown
But [D]I'm wild and I'm old
and I'm mad to the bone
And I'm a hard drivin' survivor
[C]Spur -stickin' but kickin' [G]bull
ridin' son of a [D]gun
Then [G]later on this evening, I know a spot
Where the [D]dance floor's crowded
and the music is hot
[G]Skin tight, blue jeans lookin' so fine
They'll [A]have to run us off
when it's closing [D]time[G]
[A]Then I [D]pack it in and jump
into a pickup truck
Then it's pedal to the metal
till the sun comes up
500 miles to Denver,
1 ,000 miles to Butte
But when they call my number,
I'll be setting in to shoot
I'm a [C]little bit cocky
[G]and I got a lot of cowboy [D]pride
[C]Load em up, turn em out,
cause I'm [G]ready for another [A]ride
I said [G]straddle over,
hurricane is fixing to blow
In [D]eight more seconds,
everybody's gonna know
I'm a job talking fast, walking straight
[C]Shootin' boots, scootin' bul[G]l ridin',
son of a [D]gun[G][D]
[G][A]
[D][A]
It's a [D]hot,
dusty Albuquerque Saturday night
I'm a -sittin' in the middle
of a ton of dynamite
And when they open up the gate,
the sump and coal will explode
But I can't win it all
if I can just get it rolled
Turn[C]in' my boys to get
[G]back out of [D]the way
He think[C]s he's gonna toss me,
but he'll [G]never live to see the [A]day
He's a [G]way to make a devil
with hell in his horns
[D]But I've been around since
the day I was born
I'm a genuine, full -time,
[C]bone -crunchin', gut -punchin',
[G]bull -ridin' son of [D]a gun
I'm a jive -talkin', fast -walkin',
[C]straight -shootin', boot -scootin'
[G]bull -ridin' son of a [D]gun
Said a son of a gun
I'm just a son of a gun
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