That bull in the chute is set to explode,
And there’s a red mare saddled who’s never been rode.
All the stock is set and the riders are waitin’
You’re smilin’ and stylin’, all anticipation. (anticipatin’)
You’ll be covered in dust by the time it’s all through,
But it won’t make a difference to the things you do.
Felt hat, blue jeans, buckle… go.
It’s your night to shine at the rodeo.