Bull Rider
Emmylou Harris"Bull Rider" is a song by Emmylou Harris, released in 2013 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:44 long and contains 33 lines and 212 words.
Lyrics
0:14First you've gotta wanna get a hold
0:16Bad enough to wanna get on him in the first place
0:22And you'd better trust in you lady love
0:25Pray to God she don't give up on you right now
0:31Live fast die young
0:36Bull rider
0:45One hand hold is all you got
0:47But you and the bull against the clock
0:49And of course the crowd
0:54And once upon a spinning turn
0:56Nothing else you ever done can pull this weight
1:03Just outside the buckin shoe
1:06You lose a spur you lose you'll see me lose yourself
1:12By now he's buckin mean and dirty
1:15Slingin sh*t in cowboy boots and kickin clowns
1:21No fools the fun
1:26Bull rider
1:35You gotta feel the way just feel the way
1:37You gotta watch his head gotta watch his head
1:40Embrace yourself for anything
1:42That will render you my friend
1:44You know the art of hanging this
1:47Hanging just as tight
1:49Well it's something like a hurricane
1:51Dancing with a kite
2:08Well the rodeo this morning rode
2:10It's a fact of life and it's tough to cut in its favorite hats
2:17It's drinking beer and pulling trails
2:20Idle may on barrel racers and of course a buck
2:26No ridin no pain
2:30Bull rider
2:39Live fast die young
2:44Bull rider
First you've gotta wanna get a hold Bad enough to wanna get on him in the first place And you'd better trust in you lady love Pray to God she don't give up on you right now Live fast die young Bull rider One hand hold is all you got But you and the bull against the clock And of course the crowd And once upon a spinning turn Nothing else you ever done can pull this weight Just outside the buckin shoe You lose a spur you lose you'll see me lose yourself By now he's buckin mean and dirty Slingin sh*t in cowboy boots and kickin clowns No fools the fun Bull rider You gotta feel the way just feel the way You gotta watch his head gotta watch his head Embrace yourself for anything That will render you my friend You know the art of hanging this Hanging just as tight Well it's something like a hurricane Dancing with a kite Well the rodeo this morning rode It's a fact of life and it's tough to cut in its favorite hats It's drinking beer and pulling trails Idle may on barrel racers and of course a buck No ridin no pain Bull rider Live fast die young Bull rider
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