Over nineteen hundred pounds.
He's born in Galtry Oklahoma,
And he's the baddest sonsabitch around.
If a burma bull ever was a superstar,
Then Bodacious just might be.
He's a cream colored, beefy brawn,
Full-fledged, four-footed bovine celebrity.
Who's gonna ride Bodacious?
Who's gonna take him down?
Look out for Bodacious.
He's bound to hold his ground.
Here come Bodacious.
Y'all just step aside.
Big and bad Bodacious,
Takes a toll from those who ride.
Young Bo met a man named Tuff Hedeman
At the start of his buckin' spree.
And Tuff became one of the few to make the whistle
Back in nineteen ninety three.
Tuff tried to ride Bo again at the finals
In nineteen ninety five.
Bodacious had got a little older and wiser,
Tuff barely came out alive.
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"The Ballad of Bodacious" as written by Les Claypool Bryan Kei Mantia
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
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