Bull Rider - Emmylou Harris (爱美萝·哈里斯)/Rodney Crowell

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