Bronc Stompin King

I’m no one jump chump

I’m no designer Jean team

I’m no bull tamin queen

I’m a bronc stompin king

Pull up to the gate looking for eight,

gas tank is low and it’s time roll.

Behind the chutes it’s quiet but don’t be mistaken I’m ready to riot.

Bull riders whinning bout dirt on their jeans what a bunch of queens

Gotta make sure their rope is extra sticky while they complain about the barrel racer Vicky.

They soundin kinda bitchy

Making my trigger finger itchy

My mind is clear I’m ready to ride

my horse is in so step aside.

I’m no one jump chump

I’m no designer Jean team

I’m no bull tamin queen

I’m a bronc stompin king

My bronc snorts fire he wants to buck it’s his desire

Feathered feet and tangled mane

I measure my rein

I drop my cinch

this wild ass brute won’t make me flinch

My saddle is cinched down and so is my hat

It’s time to trim the fat

I climb on and take a deep breath

I’m ready to ride this stud till his death

Time slows as I nod you bet

it’s time to go out and settle my debt.

I’m no one jump chump

I’m no designer Jean team

I’m no bull tamin queen

I’m a bronc stompin king

They open the gate I can’t be late

I reach for the mane

Hold for two then I cut loose

I don’t cheat em I’m here to beat em

In time and earning my dime I can’t give up gotta show these punks what’s up

The whistle blows and look for a spot I did again boys I’m on top

I look up to see my score as I walk out headed to the door

I’m no one jump chump

I’m no designer Jean team

I’m no bull tamin queen

I’m a bronc stompin king

On to the next one ole son

My trip ain’t done

Tape up my ribs to ride again

Climb out the car and shed off my sin

Hope the good lord is with me again

Crown and cowboy candy will help me through

I’m ready to pay my do

Checked the draw

I got M-50

Rears so big she’ll make you shifty

Thank God I’m a cowboy

I everyday is a joy.