As he climbed in the chute, the crowd held it's breath He was seconds from glory or moments from death They knew with this bull, it could go either way He said, "Let her go boys, and pray? He hung on for eight but he couldn't get loose That's when a clown they call Crazy came to his rescue When the dust finally settled, they both walked away Yeah, they became best of friends that day The cowboy and clown, close as two brothers Chips up or down, they could count on each other Buckles and beers, winning and losing Laughter and tears, broken hearts and bruises They lived for the next final round, the cowboy and clown From Denver to Dallas, to the Calgary stampede They took all those towns, and a few in between But it ended one night, in a West Texas town The bulls either got faster, or old Crazy slowed down Five hundred pick-ups, lights on, driving slow A tent on the hill at the end of the road When the last bible closed, one cowboy stayed He said, "Let her go boys, and pray? The cowboy and clown, close as two brothers Chips up or down, they could count on each other Buckles and beers, winning and losing Laughter and tears, broken hearts and bruises They lived for the next final round the cowboy and clown