"freckles Brown". the Legend, the Bull Rider

Born in 1921, somewhere in Wyoming, born to ride wild stock Started at sixteen, hung up his spurs at 53 Thirty Seven years of riding broncs and bulls Made his home aboard outlawed livestock Riding with broken bones and paying his fees Night after night, on them old bone breaking bulls December 1, 1967, was Freckle's biggest night of all National Finals Rodeo, Oklahoma City, on a bull, Tornado No ordinary bull, no ordinary cowboy The two were the best in the world, who would take the fall The test between Freckles and Tornado Who would win, beast or cowboy Tornado, 1850 pound Braford stick of dynamite Never had been rode in 220 times bucked out He was out of World Champion Jim Shoulder's bucking string Brown was forty seven at the time, was in the spot light Had a broken neck the year before, he had little doubt He wanted the eight second bell to ring A full house that night, waiting for the cream of the crop Then the explosion out of Chute # 2, Tornado came out high and wide Into a spin and wrapped it up tight, trying to loose his load Freckles riding the horrible hurricane, was still on top One of Rodeo's most famous bull ride Tornado knew that he had been rode Spurs dug into the rope, toes turned out, free hand in the air Victory was his at the eight second bell, life was never so sweet Freckles rode the baddest of them all That night Tornado never really had a prayer The King of Rodeo rode him to defeat Freckles Brown was to rodeo as Babe Ruth was to baseball