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LANE FROST

Red Rock
Written by The Smokin Armadillos,
from their Out of the Burrow CD

A few years back in an unknown place,
A little bull was born with a dark red face.
In a pen he was gentle,
but in the chute ... a buckin' machine

Mind over matter keeps you on for eight,
but it doesn't matter when they open that gate.
For this living explosion with the dark red shell,
He'll give you a ride ... through hell!

Now every few years a man comes along,
He knows what he's doin' and won't do it wrong.
He'll conquer the odds, he'll pass the test,
Above and beyond ... higher than the rest.
So what do ya do, when you've done it all.
You've climbed every mountain and jumped every wall.
Well the chance comes along like a great big feast.
The chance for the hero ... to ride the red beast.

(Chorus)
They said he can be beat, he's just one of the rest,
But he couldn't be tamed, cause he gave 'em his best.
He's ready to go so don't be a fool,
He jumps like a rabbit and kicks like a mule.
He's quicker than a quarter horse, aggressive as a hawk.
This mountain of muscle ... RED ROCK.

There were seven tough battles between the two gods.
And everyone thought the bull had the odds.
But the man had heart, and red finally lost.
Four, eight second rides to the mighty LANE FROST.

Now both of them retired in their own special way,
But they'll both be remembered every single day.
They had desire to win and hearts to try,
RED ROCK and LANE FROST ... were two of a kind!










A TRUE COWBOY, AND HE WAS AS TUFF AS THEY COME






HE IS TUFF ENUFF !!!



A poem about lane written by a Bronc Rider named R.Giltner..........


A GOOD MAN LOST

The folks of Quanah, Texas
Have lost a favorite son,
And the ache will always linger
Even when the morning's done.
He lived his life to rodeo,
He loved to ride a bull,
And even though his life was short
His life was always full.
Watched him just a few years ago
So full of youth and sass-
He went home with the buckle
And put Red Rock out to grass.
When they pull the chute gate open,
You'll no longer see Lane Frost
The world won't look as shiny-
Another good man lost.
-R. Giltner