De Bota, Chapéu, Cinturão

Boots, hat, belt
Spurs scratching the ground
The party's about to start
And I'm here to win today
The bull might be a champ
But it won't knock me down
Today the ground's gonna shake
And the cowboys will put on a show
I just want to stand out
You can cheer now, it's a goal
No one can take me down
Once again, I'm gonna do well
That's just how I am
But look at this
Everything went wrong
The bull jumped
Kicked out
And I fell out cold
When I woke up
I was lying
In the middle of the arena
All dirty
And still getting booed
Boots, hat, belt.
Spurs scratching the ground
The party's about to start
And I'm here to win today
But this time it's gonna be different
I won't mess up
I suffered, but I learned my lesson.
Pride brings us down
And everything changed so suddenly
I feel like I was born again
Now I live in prayer
The secret of a good champion
Is Christ in the heart
And this time everything went right
The crowd on their feet cheering
With big smiles
Someone shouted: "Hold on, cowboy!"
Taking off the hat and calling
With a clap of the hands.