The Bullfighter

I get loud when I get mad

I get tough when I get sad

I'll tangle with the horns like a Spaniard in the pit

And I'm here to play for blood, boys, and I'll be here till the end

For I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

Yes, I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

I've tied one on tonight

And I'm mean enough to fight

I'm looking for the world to disagree

So sound your trumpets, folks, and grab your lances, friends

For I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

Yes, I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

You can try to crucify me

I don't care if you don't like me

I'll tell you I'll be waiting in my golden cape

And when spit meets the dirt, boys, I'll greet you with a grin

For I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

Yes, I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

Some folks are getting tired

They get old and lose their fire

They find the grace of light to lean upon

But duel the bull, says I, just as long as I live

For I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen

Yes, I am the bravest bullfighter that ever dared the pen