Bronc Rider

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I could’ve been a bronc rider Spinning in the dust One hand pointed up at the sky Trying to get a hot taste of the sun And if I was there when those bastards won I would’ve put the iron to my eyes Would’ve put the cactus to my tongue And for eight eternities I am holding on for one to call The voices and the horseshit aint so far to fall at all And I should die a gunfighter With my boots off My face high above the family crowds in the gallows A smile swims across And if they don’t break my neck with the drop I’ll feel what could’ve been a shyer life Kicking til it’s all gone My family’s blood is full of dirt From dried volcanic stone And all those animals we watched die Are just the scars of our home And if you were there with me To see those buffalo I wouldn’t have stayed awake all night Just to let that morning go And if this land was God’s Then what the hell did he make the roads to call? The barbwire and the negligence aint so far to fall at all I couldve been a bronc rider Watching from the crowd Just a kid staying quite While the rest keep getting so loud
And for eight eternities They are seconds for me to call The drunkenness in the bleachers aint so high to climb at all It aint so high to climb at all and it aint so far to fall

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from Ogalala, track released August 1, 2016

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