Golden Ride

He hangs his rope and ties it tight His chaps are black and yellow bright His spurs they jingle on his boots It's the definition of a cowboy's suit It's the tons of pyro shootin high It's the buckle waitin on a golden ride His brains rattlin underneath his hat His chance at fame on a single stat He sees inside a heap of hell His fire and brimstone's burnin well The fear insdie is all but gone For no one's ridden this bull he's drawn This rider goes by the name of Kas And Sugar ray sits beneath his ass He gets a feelin deep inside He'll still be standin after this final ride The bull he blows and turns in his hand Kas reads and counters his spinnin plan The higest ride in Canada yet And kas has done it without a sweat This cowboy's made an historic ride He stands tall and throws his hat with pride All his hard work is shinnin bright On that gold buckle that he holds tight