Bull Rider Lyrics - Norah Jones

1 Well, first you gotta want to get off

2 Bad enough to want to get on him in the first place

3 And you'd better trust in your lady luck

4 Pray to God that she don't give up on you right now

5 Live fast, die young, bull rider

6 Well, the one hand hold is all you've got

7 They pit you and the bulls against the clock and a coarse crowd

8 And just upon a spinning ton

9 Nothing else ever done can pull this way

10 You're just outside the bucking chute

11 You lose a spur, you'll lose your seat and you lose yourself

12 By now he's bucking mean and dirty

13 Slinging mud, cowboy boots and kicking clowns

14 No fools, no fun, bull rider

15 You got to feel the way he's moving, gotta watch his head

16 And brace yourself for anything that render you mighty dead

17 You know the art of hanging loose, hanging just as tight

18 Well, it's something like a hurricane dancing with a kite

19 Live fast, die young, bull rider

20 Well, the rodeo is more than rough

21 It's a fact of life that it's tough to cut fever ass

22 It's drinking beer and pulling trailers

23 Tired old men and barrel racers and a horse bucking

24 No fools, no fun, bull rider

25 Live fast, die young, bull rider