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Lane Frost

Lane Frost, he was a cowboy,
He loved to ride the range.
His future looked so very bright,
But sometimes life is strange.

While fresh and young and full of life
he drew the losing hand.
Why things happen as they do
we'll never understand.

As far as riding bulls went
he was the best around.
A humble, gracious champion,
his feet were on the ground.

Lane achieved so many things
and still had more to show,
when God touched him on the shoulder,
and said "it's time to go".

God took him home at twenty-five.
Why? It's hard to know.
But I like to think he's starring now
in Heaven's Rodeo.

Lane Frost, he is a cowboy,
He loves to ride the range....
                                      ©Pam Richardson 1999~Michigan

This tribute is from Kristen Powell

The True Cowboy


He'd get bucked off
He'd made the ride
He was a true cowboy
In everybody's eyes

He'd get hurt by a bull and would be out for the day
And to our surprise
The next time he'd made the ride and was on his way

After his win on Red Rock, the unridden bull
He took a short pause and started a bull riding school
On a rainy day out in Cheyenne
He made the ride and was a cheerful man

When he got off and looked behind
He had to ball up was the only thing on his mind
Since he was tall, it was hard to do
When the ground's wet and the bull's right behind you
A few seconds without a sound
He motioned for help and fell to the ground
When help arrived 
There was nothing that could be done
Because the true cowboy was gone.


(We Miss You, Lane)
©Kristen Powell

Lane Frost

When you where born .
Who knew you would be taken by a horn.
You rodeo'd from east to west.
Also ridden with the best.

There was a battle with Red Rock.
No doubt you had to be a tough jock.
You won four out of seven.
We all know you rest in Heaven.

In Cheyenne you took your draw.
Who knew it would be your final call.
After all was said they pronounced you dead.
You've reached many goals.
Forever you'll in our hearts and souls.
  ©Amy Eaton 1994
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 Ole' Hard Luck

There once was a cowboy who we called Hard Luck
Once he got on a bull his seat was stuck
the bull'd turn to the left and to the right 
but that cowboy was on there tight

After he'd made his ride and fallen away in the arena he'd stay
With the bulls then he'd flirt sometimes that cowboy wound up hurt

Moone accused him of bein a chicken 
but if he'd only learned he'd still be alive and kickin
Yea ole' hard luck has left us without a smile 
but I know I'll meet him in a little while

We keep ridin in his glorious name 
but we ride now for the money and the fame
We still miss him and think of him every now and then 
and every time I do I have to stop and grin

Ole'  Hard Luck was a heck of a guy 
and now he's ridin' at that big rodeo in the sky
Now that cowboy has received endless fame 
and Lane Frost was that cowboys name.
                   ©Dustin Young 2000

This tribute is from
Heather Eikner of Humble, TX

1989 was 11 years ago,
But to many it still seems like yesterday.
All who were at Cheyenne on that dreadful day,
Witnessed our hero fall away.

"Takin Care of Business" lived up to his name,
As the gates of heaven opened for Lane.

He was so young and had so many dreams left to live,
If there is one thing to be thankful for, 
I'm glad the good Lord took him when he did.
He was doing what he loved and knew-
Riding bulls, for all those big crowds he drew.

When I get sad or things aren't goin' my way,
I just think-
We all have an angel up there watchin' over us,
And I know some day we'll all get to see him ride again.
©Heather Eikner 2000

The Champion

He climbs over the gate
And ties himself on
Nods and says "Let's go boys"
It's finally time to go

The bull blows out
And Starts to spin
He just holds on
His face still wearing a grin

The bull bucks and kicks
Trying to send the rider to the ground
Still he holds tight to his rope
He's gonna win the last go round

The whistle sounds
The cowboys dismounts
He tosses his hat into the air
Tjhe crowd starts to shout

The score comes up
It's good enough to win
The announcer shouts out
Lane Frost Bull Riding Champion
©Robby Monk 2000

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These 2  tributes are from Alice Purvis Cole,
who lives in Lakeland, Florida.

" TO BE LIKE LANE FROST "

Every little boy wants to be like “Lane Frost”.

It doesn’t matter to them, their time is not a loss.

Just to have a hat, with a feather on the side
A goat, sheep or calf, they just want to ride.
He is the idol, in all their eyes
To watch the movie, makes everyone cry.

But little boys, no matter their age
Want to ride a bull, bucking as he comes out of the cage.

Yet in this dream, they all want the same
Learning more every day, how to be “Just Like Lane”.
He seemed very friendly, to one and all.

" LANE IS TUFF "

“Nanny, will you come watch me?
Papa S.L. has big bulls you see.
I feed them all the time.
Soon one of them will be mine.”

Lane is a real cute little boy.
Watching him fills my life with joy.
“You want me to ride with you today?”
I said, “Sure, that will be okay.”

“There are goats over here in this pen.
You want me to ride them again?
I need my rope to time him up.
Watch out Nanny! He will buck.”

He tied the rope over his horns.
Two baby goats nearby had just been born.
”The big black goat I like to ride.”
Lane climbed on, he jumped from side to side.

“Lane Frost is my favorite bull riding guy.
But now he’s with Jesus up in the sky.
I got to meet Tuff, only a month ago….
He likes little boys like me you know!”

A Bull Rider

A bull rider is tough and caring,
generous and sharing.

They have a gigantic heart
and are very smart.

Some smell good, others bad
but it doesn't matter the smell.
If someone needs them they are there to help.

It doesn't matter what the cost,
all those characteristics belong to Lane Frost.
                                               ©Mitch Wakefield 2000

Cowboy

Good times come and good times go,
and most of them happen at the rodeo.

He gets on the bull and holds on real tight,
those eight seconds seem about half of his life.

And when he gets off he heads for the gate,
cause he knows the bull is full of hate.

They call him a loony, they call him a fool,
I bet they don't have the guts to get on a bull.

As they keep his memory alive,
the cowboy's legacy will always survive.
                                     ©Luke Dunk 2000

I only hope that when I meet the man
I want to spend the rest of my life with,
that he is a cowboy.

Not necessarily one who rides horses,
and wears a large hat,
but one who can endure the hard times
and come through it triumphantly,

having won or not irrelevant
to the fact that one is complete in oneself
without a selfish thought in their head,

passion for what they believe in in their soul
and love in their heart
and then I will know that it is right.

Lane, I wish they could clone you!
                                             ©Raye Conroy 2000
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This tribute is from Anna Horton,
who lives in Mississippi.

Lane Frost

A man with so much to give
A life that if only he could relive.
He gave the bull too much trust,
and was taken too soon from all of us.
The one promise he made to his wife,
"I'll be all right, this is it,
the last one."
In all the excitement and fun,
He couldn't get away from the bull,
and everyone knew this creature was cruel.
As he looked at the bull and then to his fans,
As the bull hit him they rose from the stands
With a broken rib puncturing his heart,
he hit the ground so very hard.
With everyone screaming and crying,
the medics, clowns, Tuff and Cody kept trying.
And even with all that young Lane Frost died,
Leaving a pain in the PBR no one can hide.
                                             ©Anna Horten 2000
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THE BULL BASH

Bucking, Snarling, Looking at me,
Was the Biggest Creature I could see.
As I mounted on his back I feared,
This would be my last appear.
The Ride, the Thrill, the Joy so full,
To know I rode the Lane Frost Bull!
                                                              ©Justin Davis 1999~Louisiana

To this long lost cowboy
them big ol' bulls were just a toy.
He weren't no cowboy just for show,
It was in his blood, like the rodeo.
He lived for it everyday,
His life was the cowboy way.
He worked his way to the top
and busted the bull 'Red Rock'.
He only had two loves in his life
Rodeo was one and the other His wife.

He, Cody and Tuff went into Cheyenne
Havin' no idea that they'd lose this man.
He got on to ride just like all the rest,
He was gonna try hard and do his best,
He rode him hard, he rode him well.
He reached his 8 seconds that buzzer did tell.
He threw his hat and waved in the air,
Then came that bull seemin' from nowhere.
We'll leave out the details of the rest,
'cept for the horn of that bull drove in his chest.
A cry went out from all the fans,
'Cause dead on the ground lay that rodeo man.

He'll forever be a legacy
To Cody and Tuff and especially me.
Now he's in the Rodeo Hall of Fame,
Lane Frost was that cowboy's name.
.                                                 © Jacob Coleman 1999~Tennessee
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Here is another one by Jacob.

His body's full of aches and pains,
But his love for rodeo still remains.
He's been bucked off and he's been hurt,
He knows the smell of blood and dirt.
Ridin' bulls is all he knows,
He does it for fun, not for show.
As he lays there on the ground
Those two words are a familiar sound
"Cowboy Up" he hears them say
Then he gets up, tips his hat and walks away.
                                                     .©Jacob Coleman 1999~Tennessee

I wrote this poem a couple of years ago.
I wanted to honor Lane somehow.
Lane has always and will always be my hero.
I wish that I could have had the chance to meet him
Even though I was young at the time,
I still remember watching Lane ride
on TV at Mesquite Rodeo.

A cowboy's heart stopped beating
his brief life came to an end,
and many hearts were truly saddened
by this loss of a friend.

He gave up his life
doing what he loved.
And I'm sure he's smiling down on us
from somewhere up above.

His heart made him a hero
this legend we have lost.
We all know and love this man
as the legendary Lane Frost.
                            
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There's a hundred years of history
behind this great name.
A hundred years of camera flashes.
A hundred years of holding on for all he's got.
A hundred years of gold belt buckles
and sometimes money down the drain.

But there is only one name
I think
that lives up to the title of cowboy.

That is Lane Frost.

But Lane can't do what he loves
because death took this great man away
at Cheyenne Frontier days.

But his best friend
Richard "Tuff" Hedeman
now lives with the memories
of his bull riding buddy.

And it is also sad that he watched
Lane die.

And he also ushered Lane through the gates
to that big huge pasture in the sky
where the bulls of the past run free.

And the cowboys have no fears.

And no tears are swept away
for the ones they left behind.
                                              ©Laurel Scott 1999
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In Loving Memory of Lane Frost
and his friend Freckles.

Lane Frost was a hero,
And at a young age of twenty-five,
Only God knew that "Takin' Care of Business"
would be the last bull Lane would ride alive.

Many people ask why?
Why did Lane have to go?
But don't worry folks,
Lane's still a cowboy you know,
He keeps winning the Series in Heaven's Rodeo!

Now when Lane and Ole' Freckles aren't sitting around
the heavenly campfire sharing stories
about big bad bulls,
They're running one of the finest ever Bull Riding schools!

When it's our time to go
Heaven will have a big meeting,
Then send Ole' Lane out
to wait on us with a friendly cowboy greeting.

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