The back of his neck looks ten feet wide   Two miles of horn right above his eyes   What an awesome sight   But they'll try him in spite   A ton of bull behind a big steel cage   Waitin' to bust loose in a rage    And show those screamin' fans   A flyin' cowboy man      So turn him loose and watch him go   Another wild night at the rodeo    He'll steal the show   With one big throw   Cowboys call it the luck of the draw   But when you climb on in you might have to crawl out on your knees   Yeah he's real mean   He's the wreckin machine      Throwin' cowboys right over the dash   He takes pride in watchin' 'em crash   Right to the ground and hear the roar of the crowd   He likes to be the cause of pain and hard knocks   And he hates to lose to that eight second clock    But those riders are tough   And they won't give up      So turn him loose and watch him go   Another wild night at the rodeo    He'll steal the show   With one big throw   Cowboys call it the luck of the draw   But when you climb on in you might have to crawl out on your knees   Yeah he's real mean   He's the wreckin machine      He's been trainin' since the day he was born   To get around that bull fighter and stick a horn   In some Wrangler jeans   And tear 'em apart at the seams      So turn him loose and watch him go   Another wild night at the rodeo    He'll steal the show   With one big throw   Cowboys call it the luck of the draw   But when you climb on in you might have to crawl out on your knees   Yeah he's real mean   He's the wreckin machine   He's the wreckin' machine      Ah let him go boys!