I can remember sittin in a cafe when I first started in rodeo, and waitin until somebody got done so I could finish what they left.

You'll probably get three horses and you have to draw a good buckin' horse. That's mighty tough.

If you're lucky enough to draw a good horse, you still have to ride him, then the next ones. So It's probably 80 percent luck and 20 percent skill.

In fact my son subscribes to Pro Bull Rider magazine.

I only won $250 all summer. And then I got crippled. I had a horse step on me while performing and it was messed up for a while.

My best year I made $25,000. Of course, that was back in the '70s.

You get to where you kind of like it, and It's a habit That's hard to break. I still find myself sittin' in a cafe, like a pizza parlor.

You hope your buddies will win so you don't have to loan them any money.

I'm healed up and I feel great. After going through the fire, it's great to be out performing again.

I admire bull riders for their passion and the uniqueness each one of them has.

And takin' a bath in the creek. That's the stuff that really made it worthwhile. Anybody can stay in a motel.

Sleepin' in the truck wasn't so bad. Shoot, I kind of liked that, myself.

Why not just do something a little more on the gentle side?

When I come up with an idea about the way I feel, I can really state it strongly in a song.

Sometimes a hard day's work is easier than a lot of things you can meet in life.

I've been away and haven't seen my family. I speak to them every day though. I miss them, but I love traveling.

I must say that the more you give, the more you get. Being able to find solutions, to help other people is extremely gratifying.

I meditate whenever I can. I can be in the back seat of a car or in between appointments.

I sit quietly and repeat my mantra until I'm in a meditative state, taking it all in but not focusing on any one thing.