Unbridled

Well, you have to be a cowboy, to ride the rodeo
And have the nerve to get back up, the moment you've been throwed.
When the crowd is up, and the pressure's on
and that spotlight's on your back.
Each move you make, could be your last mistake
but you pay no mind to that.
Ain't got no saddle, ain't got no reins,
but that bull just keeps on kickin'.
You could meet your fate, or even rock this place
all in the next 8 seconds.

When you take the rope and ride
A cowboy's soul never dies
Forget about survival
'Cause you ain lived 'till you ride unbridled.

Next thing you know you wake up,
a different time, a different place.
With busted knuckles and a gold buckle,
and smile on your face.
'Cause you know that you done the right thing,
and you ain't got no regrets.
As you lay there knowin' when the gate swings open,
you'll jump back on again.

(and you'll take the rope and ride... etc.)