Norah Jones - Bull Rider

Feat. Sasha Dobson


Well first off you gotta wanna get off bad enough 
To wanna get on in the first place
And you better trust in your lady luck
Pray to God that she don't give up on you right now


Live fast, die young, bull rider, hey hey


Well the one hand hold is all you've got 
To pit you and the bull against the clock and a course crowd
And just upon a spinnin' ton 
Nothin' else you've ever done can pull this way


You're just outside the buckin' chute
Lose a spur you lose your seat and you lose yourself
By now he's buckin' mean and dirty
Slingin' mud and cowboy boots and kickin' clowns


No fools, no fun, bull rider, hey hey


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


Live fast, die young, bull rider, hey hey


Well the rodeo is more than rough
It's a fact of life and it's tough to cut and it's beaver hats
It's drinking beer and pulling trailers
Tight lemae on barrel racers and a horse bucking


No fools, no fun, bull rider, hey hey
Live fast, die young, bull rider, hey hey