Bull Rider
Emmylou Harris
Bull Rider First off you gotta wanna get off bad enough To wanna get on him in the first place And you better trust in your lady luck Pray to God she don’t give up on you right now Live fast die young bull ri-der You gotta feel the way he’s movin’ you gotta watch his head And brace yourself for anything that render you might dead You know the art of hangin’ loose is hangin’ just as tight Well it’s something like a hurricane dancin’ with a kite