Bulls

Intro 
C  Am  C  Am 



C 
Saddle up to the stable 
      Am 
We're gonna ride bulls today 
F                             C                  G 
"Howdy from the bullpen," the ranch hand came to say 
    C                               Am 
The wrangler's wearing tight jeans, buttoned up flannel shirt 
F                            C                   G 
Worn-in leather cowboy boots kicking up dust and dirt 
    C                             Am 
His growling voice said, "Are you ready? 
Am 
Giddy up, let's go" 
F 
I blacked out, what happened after that? 
             G 
Oh, God only knows 



Am                       F                                          C 
How can I think 'bout anything when he throws that crooked smile at me? 
                      G 
This one's gonna be a doozy 


 
                C 
Wanna ride that bull 
               Am 
Wanna ride him full throttle 
                    F                             E 
Wanna take him down backroads where the sun don't shine 
      E7                  Am F 
Wanna show him a piece of my mind 
                      C 
The way we pushed and pulled 
G                                C 
Wait, are we still talking 'bout bulls? 



C                     Am 
Sorry, I got a little carried off into daydream 
F                            C             G 
Shakily asked the wrangler, "Did I miss anything?" 
C                      Am 
He looks into my eyes, speaking words that don't come through 
F 
Oh, Lord, here I go again 
  C                   G 
A victim of his ocean blues 



Am                       F                                          C 
How can I think 'bout anything when he throws that crooked smile at me? 
                      G 
This one's gonna be a doozy 



                C 
Wanna ride that bull 
               Am 
Wanna ride him full throttle 
                    F                             E 
Wanna take him down backroads where the sun don't shine 
      E7                  Am F 
Wanna show him a piece of my mind 
                      C 
The way we pushed and pulled 
G                                C
Wait, are we still talking 'bout bulls?  



       F 
I give up 
                G 
There's nothing to say, baby 
Am        E        F 
Wrangler, take me away 
             C       G 
The truth is I wanna ride 



                C 
Wanna ride that bull 
               Am 
Wanna ride him full throttle 
                    F                             E 
Wanna take him down backroads where the sun don't shine 
      E7                  Am F 
Wanna show him a piece of my mind 
                      C 
The way we pushed and pulled 
G                                C 
Wait, are we still talking 'bout bulls? 
                      F 
The way we pushed and pulled 
  G                        C 
No, we ain't talking 'bout bulls 
N.C. 
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