No Ordinary Man

(Lonnie williams/frank dycus/tracy byrd) Eight seconds ain't very long to live But tonight he barely made five He gave all that he had to give But the big bull won tonight He climbs into that old pickup Black coffee in his hand Rodeo ain't no ordinary life But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man Well he rides just to keep his spirit alive Makin' money for his wife and kids He tried other kinds of work But nothing ever seemed to fit Oh he loves the smell of a brahma bull The feel of leather in his hand Rodeo ain't no ordinary life But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man He's got a gold buckle on his mind And he don't ride to lose Tomorrow night he'll nod and yell outside And they'll turn his future loose But no matter how bad he hurts He'll tip his hat to the fans Rodeo ain't no ordinary life But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man Well he rides just to keep his spirit alive Makin' money for his wife and kids He tried other kinds of work But nothing ever seemed to fit Oh he loves the smell of a brahma bull The feel of leather in his hand Well rodeo ain't no ordinary life But a cowboy ain't no ordinary man Well he rides just to keep his spirit alive Makin' money for his wife and kids He tried other kinds of work But nothing ever seemed to fit Oh he loves the smell of a brahma bull The feel of leather in his hand Well rodeo ain't no ordinary life But a cowboy ain't no ordinary He's an extra ordinary man