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Poems
by Benjamin GoodBird
"Dance on" Breeze through the tall summer grass swaying almost to the ground. Twirling and swirling so graceful. Yet so strong. All the colors are magic in this picture It's here and in this world.... Dance on Sheep bells ring in time with the drum beat Singers tell a story through their song fringe flying in one direction at a time all the colors are magic inb this picture it's here and in this world.... Dance on The Buffalo, Eagle, Porcupine, and the Deer Nations are here.... make them dance, make them dance all the colors are magic in this picture it's here and in this world.... Dance on Such a sight to see!!!! Is it the wind!!!! Is it the wind!!!! Your people say, Dance on, Grass Dancer, Dance on. The colors are magic in this picture It's here and in this world.... Dance on. "The Question" Who lays the deepest scars in your soul Both want your life and you love'm both Bull Rider, Bull Rider, your no stranger to danger But do you give a damn? Tomorrow might your up in Denver They're gonna try to control you, but they don't know you As your shooting for the 90's, Dreaming of the finals Both want your life, and you love'm both Bull Rider, Bull Rider, your no stranger to danger But do you give a damn? You know, they can be pretty smooth They're powerful and sly, with moves of a cat Both want your life, and you love'm both Bull Rider, Bull Rider, your no stranger to danger But do you give a damn? It's all skill, and the luck of the draw So play your hand after the 8, leave em there.... And don't look back Both want your life, and you love'm both Bull Rider, Bull Rider, your no stranger to danger But do you give a damn? Is it the "Wild Bulls" or is it the "Wild Woman" Who lay's the deepest scars in your soul Both want your life, and you love'm both Bull Rider, Bull Rider, your no stranger to danger But do you give a damn? "Rodeo life" .... Words can't describe it, Trophy Buckles and all.... Your just a happy memory that came and gone Bull Rider, Bull Rider, "Wild Bull Rider" Do you give a damn? .... |