Me and my boys are headin' to the rodeo  Gonna fill our pockets full of dough  Gonna take that old Cadillac  Radio cranked up the seats cranked back  Gonna stick my hand up in that rope  I'm ninety to ninety and I better not choke  Them fans are standin up on their feet  Gonna make a hero out of me    You know you wanna win the round  So when that brindle comes around  You better cock your hammer down  Don't quit till you head hits the ground  Go on and lift that leg and spur  You gotta get up in the neck  Step off and pick up your check    Know it's been a long hard road  Fightin' here cuz you're goin broke  With your head held way down low  Hit up your buddy at the rodeo  As he picked your chin up off the ground  Said boy you better listen to me now    You know you wanna win the round  So when that brindle comes around  You better cock your hammer down  Don't quit till you head hits the ground  Go on and lift that leg and spur  You gotta get up in the neck  Step off and pick up your check    There's big city lights and Las Vegas nights  It's terror as hell man it's gonna be rough  It's the best of the best  Man it's gonna be tough    Just a friendly talk father and son  Said son I know that you're number one  But you know it's like I always said  Just ride before you nod your head    You know you wanna win the round  So when that brindle comes around  You better cock your hammer down  Don't quit till you head hits the ground  Go on and lift that leg and spur  You gotta get up in the neck  Step off and pick up your check