Rylee Nicholson - 8 Second Ride Of Your Life

He broke his nose in Oklahoma
A leg in San Jose
When you live and breath the rodeo
That's the price you pay
He made the short go round in Houston
Got stomped in ol' Cow Town
But he' lived to tell the story
Thanks to a barrel and a clown
When you're up on the back
Of two thousand pounds
Of a bull named dynamite
Adren-o-line rushes through your veins
As he throws you left and right
A free hand waving' to the crowd
The other hold's on tight
For the 8 second ride, of your life
Cus-tom boots, his lucky hat
Chaps and wrangler jeans
He knows it's him, they've come to see
To live his cowboys dreams
He grits his teeth then nods his head
As they swing o-pen that gate
He made the ride, hangin' off the side
When the whistle blew at eight
When you're up on the back
Of two thousand pounds
Of a bull named dynamite
Adren-o-line rushes through your veins
As he throws you left and right
A free hand waving' to the crowd
The other hold's on tight
For the 8 second ride, of your life
When you're up on the back
Of two thousand pounds
Of a bull named dynamite
Adren-o-line rushes through your veins
As he spins you left and right
A free hand waving' to the crowd
The other hold's on tight
For the 8 second ride, of your life
Hold tight, hold tight
For the 8 second ride, of your life

Written by:
Larry Migolire, Tim Austin

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