I Give It My All

 Nodding my head to open the gate
I’ve been riding like this since I was eight.
Praying for the whistle before I fall
I bear down and give it my all. 

There’s no feeling like a 90-point ride ~
Dropping and spinning, I’m spurring his side.
The whistle blows ~ the crowd goes crazy
The bullfighters scramble and fight to save me. 

Been bucked off, stomped on, and drug through the dirt
Beat up, broken and many times hurt.
But I’m in the chute when my number is called
Ready to ride ~ to give it my all. 

Some say I’m crazy for riding those bulls ~
Risking my life when I should be in school.
But I chase a dream that few understand.
Oh the memories I’ll have when I’m an old man. 

The challenge I face whenever I ride
Isn’t the bull, instead it’s my mind.
I’ll cover the bull I get in the draw
If I stay focused and give it my all. 

Each morning I’m eager to start a new day.
I’m chasing my dreams the cowboy way.
The season is over and I’m headed back home ~
I’ve won, I’ve lost; I’ve triumphed and grown. 

Come next year on the first rodeo date,
My rope is set and I nod for the gate.
God has so blessed me ~ I’m having a ball.
The gate swings open and I give it my all. 

Jody Gomez

12/28/2001