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 'til 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 lookin' for the world to disagree
So sound the 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 the 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